This is a song about "Guns and trappin and hoes"

With this rap shit, you know i do the fucking most

And yeah we up in stadium, quarterbacking hoes

Bitch i'm ballin' like i'm comin' off of free throws

Dreaming about the cars, clothes, bitches, and hoes,

But now the dough like kaiser bro

We got dat guns and flow

I, slap bitchez and toke guns for fun

They don’t want, my attention, i’m cool cousin

Mmg man, we smoked out

Thirsty hoes, and its a drought

So forget lawrence,the guns,the fightin, and the trappin i rather move on

See i give my heart to an unforgiven genre where passion is frowned upon

Overused crap about their bitches and hoes,

Sorta like drano...you know how the game goes

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Some niggas sayin’ bullsh-t but they don’t be important