This is a song about "Hes not here"

It's late and you stuck in my basement

You not meant to be here, on my car you just rust

About something to remember, even though my baby girls not here.

Who woulda thought a lil nigga from the ville could get a deal

Cause when them checks clear, they're not here

I don't sprint just boost when i feel

I'm mental, it's instrumental

Cause hes settled in a vessel

I'll meet you in the sky

Hopin hes the right guy

Like i got an s on my chest i thank god that im still here hes my bullet

& my bitch pussy fire gotta extinguish shit, lebron james & shit

Not only am i here to talk the treatment of blacks,

Look around, fool, got a wall full of plaques

Not permissible, thought here to clear their clouded minds and climb

I’ma show you why the ring finger need a peace sign