This is a song about "Family"

But if so, i'll take the scorn, indeed happily

Roslanskeet, i'll kill your whole family.

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

With friends and family

Murder his family

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

Spread the word and witness, he rose on the first sunday

Resort to robbin' to feed my family

Grown man shit tonight no romance shit and you should make this bedroom like monday night at magic

In your family i actually increase your family with my enthusiastic dick

I came up hungry

With friends and family

I be gettin' money

I pray for my family

Not gonna lie we're not happy family

That bitch bad, looking like a bag of money