This is a song about "Grams and kilograms"

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

They rap they're ass off and don't nobody like their songs

So dunn stay silent

Social conditioning and

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Pushing my way to the top but this time it feel different

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

I want to tie her body up and throw her in my basement

You wont catch me shifting grams

If i don't make that man there dance

And remember what i said and

And get caught, in the moment

Dubai, i been there -- but fuck that, we in here

Grams on the deal i got hands on the wheel,

And kill yourself and your clique

For the low that nine cheap