This is a song about "Gang and money and guns"

To have have said he was a thug and a gang member/

Foam game shitting on irish springs and lever

And the middle of guns and in the middle of lies so

Though i know a couple niggas tryna hem my long jeans joe

Rullette russian rappers and guns related they cousins,

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

Had to pull out the guns and let em pump free

That bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

Go to hell, i mean that, burn you like green backs

Dead man beside em and he takes his guns and mags

Now it's 6 2's on closed curtains

Fake people who waste space and shot guns

And whack hoes hatin' on key out in public

And my name too big, and my gang too big

Don’t i talk nasty, she don’t know my government

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,