This is a song about "Faggots pussy niggas guns cars money weed jail"

Kicking swahiliindeed nature feel my first seed

All these rappers talk about is sex money and weed

You rap about selling weed and money schemes

That's why i keep my pistol when i walk the streets

Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family

I started selling weed, didn't had a choice, needed to get money

Cruel shit like pussy money weed talking bout that's what you

But is it really cocky if you know that it's true

Thinkin you're so good cause you got money, cars, and fame,

He said he needed a come up, because selling nicks' was lame

Still i ve the money and there's nothing better than some weed..

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet

Niggas shiver and diemultiple rounds found laced

Pussy niggas sod's nigga and nothings changed