This is a song about "Gangters in detroit"

Taskforce reporting in

We gone keep going

Stuck in the in the tub,

I thought it'd get better but

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

Detroit boy gon' fly, gon' get popped and land in novi

You niggas under cars you should be unemployed

Round & round/ town boy/ but my pops is from detroit\

Two middle fingers for the police if a nigga get killed no rat no cheese

While in reality im in a oldsmobile killing posers in the alleys

Every time i'm at detroit, i've been very weary

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

I'm tryna learn somethin new

Detroit doesnt except weakness like you

Knocked out in the lunch in

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win