This is a song about "Firm"

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

The money i'd make , convay myself im never fake , pen always firm to the paper

And i'm no firm believer that we can fully end this neither/

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

Your bitch texted me, wants it now so i had to knock her down

So i'm on my firm biz wit a brick of that foxxy brown

Rise up and firm on the ground, i will deflect you, so don’t you

Soon to smoke em by the yard till my lungs can't get through

And i don't take these bitches out, i make pajama dates

Try to stand firm while the earth crumbles and shakes,