This is a song about "Hiding bod"

Sick of tha sirens, body bags, and tha gun firing

Ain't whining, just surviving, ain't hiding, just climbing,

Don't want to be the king

And the truth been in hiding

Are only going nsa on your ass, hiding the truth

You gotta pay attention in order to pay dues

And when this beat drops, your heart stops

Hiding reggie sacks in your socks

Drinking sake on a suzuki we in osaka bay

Hiding under my bed and waiting till the danger passed away

Everyone's an attacker hiding behind bad grammer and slander

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

Who could be hiding over there? (me!)

Bought a brand new car for my after party

Bun b, i’m underground king

Still residing waiting and hiding