This is a song about "Firm"

Always got a song to do can't get along it's true

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

And i'm tryin to use the phone, but they makin noiseman i wish i had my glock, cause it's major

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

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

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

They playing with my hustle now, trying to shake my pockets down

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

Try to stand firm while the earth crumbles and shakes,

I'm so fucking raw haters hoping that i catch aids