This is a song about "Fancy shit"

I work hard for everything i get

Florida, we runnin' this rap shit

You know, work that

With alla this whack shit

I keep my friends close, enemies closer, fuck both, i dont trust no one

And hell. human condition? what a fancy name to label on a prison,

You ain't gon find that

You treated me like shit

Cause i dont rush into shit.

So i banged for a minute

Now you got me hopped up on that

Rockin addias rev run shit

A good head on her shoulders, i need to feel that

Shit i represent is killin' niggas and shit

Wanna make uplifting shit

One night love: i'mma need that