This is a song about "I see killers and thieves mob bosses and"

But i look and i see,

Mama made her pretty

To liberate yourself, africa

And i can see the roof. uhh.

Now i see them and reply

Yeah, since i was a knee high

Making fillers and pillars the ranked killers, when

Got the fridgedest temperature on my wrist again

No days off and that's even on a snow day

Just took a couple pain killers and its a weekday

So don't come at me, all i can think of is having a gun at me and killers behind me

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

If you come up and hang with my crew, you're walkin' 'round killers,

Yea, dc boy today i'm out the stadium with dollars

Pimps and thieves controlling 'em, and they patrollin' corners,