This is a song about "I should have followed my heart"

Me and my family, my friends, nigga we ride for you always

My waist with an abused hate with an amused state i should have refused grace

All these illusions have me lost on what i should be doin'

Once the police get to cuffing, bet his homie deceive him

"ma, i gotta eat...i don't know your religion

Checkmate i made the wrong move i should have listen

And firm his beliefs... his heart made of stone

Over all i think we should have known

Where i could scream my bars straight out my heart/

I step up in the spot, they get to working hard

I'm fuckin' paramount, i hope they understand that

U might be thinking like...i should have neva started

So i feel hate in my heart

Like a small garage in your backyard