This is a song about "Hiding from family"

Hiding in the trenches avoiding the ether bomb

Let's buy guns and kill those kids with dads and mom

Fat rhymes every time, bitch, roseanne bars

Also dont forget to mention hiding from cops

Of a sociopath from a damaged family

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

Murder his family

Hey, must be the money

I don't give two shits and when i do make it you won't even get my two cents

Taking to soon from dis world never thought you'd be taking from your family and friends

From now on we must be like a family,

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

Hiding reggie sacks in your socks

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

Now you gotta make it easy for me don't run

Nickelodeon. pop and locking, hiding opium