This is a song about "Hero"

Once the police get to cuffing, bet his homie deceive him

You're my hero, my idol, my inspiration

And if i give it to you, don't you treat me like them bitches

The greats have passed, our time at last, the hero is/

The devils stuck with this never hearing hero

And my bitch is the type of bitch that's all about that dough

And put your ankles in some boards and pissy water for fun

Do you find yourself a hero, a villain, or just a chicken

And danced around the house in all-over print panties

Our hero lies innocent, underneath the shady trees/

So listeners give up your ears, it's your hero

A nigga ghost every time youngin on the flow

They getting nice, they got some ice

A hero will rise, he needs to be wise

The hot-box vehicle like breathing out the window

New admission ticket given to this hero