This is a song about "Gang and drugs and people dying and never getting caught"

I was all caught up in that bullshit and was never conspicuous

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

Fuck all the people rapping about drugs and crime.

Whipping white and baking soda, at the same damn time

Abroad flying and bar buying from broad writing

And of course, lets give cred to devun for dying

Whoa yo, yo.. no homo, i'm not gay, faggot

Poor black people get put down, and are caught up in it,

And dying every second im living

That's why i'm shaking my head when you rap dissing

Conquered and came, you think you winnin' cuz you never caught sinnin' but you ruinin' your

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

Most people made of blood and organs but i'm made of drugs

Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups

Come and test, if i'm the best, and everybody's dying

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing