This is a song about "Fixing you"

And word i blew off herb i grew

You got your crew behind you

When you see me you begin you hibernation.

Scramble like randall if john randle was trynna get him

Bird gangs, it was birds i flew

Hang with you, sip drank with you

And i ain't never plan to be famous

Fixing old cracks from my life like paved pavements

Ridin’ round, and this bitch dirty

You think you sicker then me?

I might've been fixing your blind attention

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

You motherfucking denial you a hypocrite you say you perfect?

Selling my assets, i'm so damn illegal that i need to be arrest

Cause you know, aside from me strugglin' or coming up in one of the most

He'd fucked you up, pawn you, murk you, lyrically leavin' you diagnosed//