This is a song about "Firm"

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

Don't always fuck me good, i'm just too cheap to divorce her

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

Try to stand firm while the earth crumbles and shakes,

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

Smoking loud, blowing down when the law ain't around

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

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

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

Aiyyo, them niggas from the three two, said i can't breeze through