This is a song about "Fuck dis shit"

Da inspiration to make dis song.

December 4th a star was born

*aight now its time for t smallz to hop on dis shit*

Inked up on my hands and arms, got them jams in my pocket

It's hard to have american pride when most of your money's made out of them lies

Im'a be blunt i ain't tryin to stunt but dis shit needs to stop before it takes a life

Fuck, fuck, fuck. out of luck, i'm stuck. shit, shit, shit. i quit, a bit lit.

So in the mean time, keep it moving or accept that

Motivated just from being broke

Fuck that shit aint so dope

Blood gang aint no new thang, i aint new to dis shit

My moschino that fire, bet you never seen that

Jus a pawn in dis game,

Then lost her faith again

Hundred k in twenty-two hours

Before dis nigga pounce