This is a song about "Frick"

But the love from the boppers had 'him watchin they rise

I'm just so thankful i've gotten so many tries

No sixteen, no vaccine, i'm so sick my ten bars cough

One hundred and eighty three life sentences ill be back once off

Cause this album pack enough evil

Just so i can feel normal,

Mic defibrillator give you haters heart attacks in advance

The locomotive is off his tracks so holla back if my raps

Black ghost, white driver, such an oreo, i'm thinking out loud

Fuck off stop bullshittin you silly cunt it dont get it out

I will fucking beat your ass, box logos through the glass

Haha, you can't spit it once more, lick your ass,

Or maybe that was just me i'm just so fucking lucky

I think you need the streets to succeed the industry