This is a song about "Duran kent"

Said fifty for a song, and they won’t leave me alone

Ghettos and kids that roam the globe, patrol like a soldier known,

My heart too dark, i’m so gone, delete my phone

And millions of homeless people back home

Killed legendary opponents, rap is to me as cops are to donuts/

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

Cause joeyy alexx hill got hella money in the bank account

Then you put fertilizer, lyin, spread the shit around

So i guess you think you grown

I never had a place to call home

Im trying to make myself known

Know i just call it head phone

I step up in the spot, they get to working hard

And my bank account look just like a phone card