This is a song about "Hittin waps and how much green i got and chillin with the squad in the bakery shop"

That's why i got in rap and show so much devotion

Bury your thoughts, take his head fuck him have at him

And for now all i got is my main bitches in cat squad, i aint no fraud,

And victory tastes sweet, even when the enemy can throw salt

I got so much in the bank

Cause i got the burner in the hand

You worthless kid. nigga don't deserve to live

And i got too much problems to deal with

Cause everybody know all of my niggas with me skipped school

Im neck and neck with a swimmer, while you chillin in the kiddie pool

That's why i got in rap and show so much devotion

My talent should take me places i've never been

A big fuck you to the narcs/ chillin with the ese's , smokin doddie and

If this was a game, i would be considered a mothafuckin' legend

All the women of color i'm in love with your skin

How i ever got in so much pummelin',