This is a song about "Firm"

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

Whether watching for the feds or avoiding the grim reaper

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

You got that money that break – uh break- breakdown

Try to stand firm while the earth crumbles and shakes,

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

I steady the flow, ready to blow like snotty tissue

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

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