This is a song about "If the car locced we gone loccsmith it"

And mansions on the fault line of a shaky market

If you got talents you know we got all of it

And if we had missed that fucking bus, it would not have been worth the buzz

Lord, forgive me, as a kid, i used to look at niggas jealous

We smoking on that strong.. hit it then im gone

Fuck it i got a few more now that my hair long

It clean with the slate, if we don't change,

When i pull up in that candy range

That mean i never trust em. and if you ever love them

The pain is gone then i read it and its back again.

When i get that 10 racks nigga we gone hit the mall

Feds get involved, i’m slipping off into senegal

This the way, it gone be

And losin all his money

And we gone to the moon

7 to 8, zoom zoom, boom boom tune