This is a song about "God underestimating my hatred"

The outskirts distribute my vision contributing to the burns i position

All this hatred is one big collision, im in my own division, my mission,

Third ward general, young cash money

Oh my god you gotta see

My moschino that fire, bet you never seen that

But now my rage and anger builds up with hatred

My god damn hottie dame

I can make it rain

Let's put it on cruise control

In my god i'm made whole

Now you got me hopped up on that

A blatant case of weighted hatred,

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

So fuck you coming up underestimating me,

Eighty percent of kids are listening to y'all shit

Once you successful they relentlessly givin you hatred