This is a song about "I aint worried bout them"

People be angry cause them motherfuckers aint us,smoking cane blunts,

My money quite loquacious, so commas riddle my statements

Guess it's time to see who really is yo' friendtell me you pregnant and i'm amazed

Well i guess thats it now. bout to go out side, cops are outside but i ain't

Let em play with her box, she give the greatest top

But i could give a fuck, bout the shit them lames talk

I'm wolf, ace gon' put that fucking hole in my head

And i'm bout my business, them pesos what i did get

I aint gonna kill them off/ imma let em kill themselves

Ain't better, you better rebel, smell cheddar and shells

And i aint plan this nigga i aint plan shit nigga

Got all the black bitches mad cause my main bitch vanilla

Puffin' on stramonium. 'bout to go pro like joe and them/

We the moody, gucci, louis and pucci men