This is a song about "Im going back to my old ways the world is a cold place"

I put the nigga in his casket

This world of ours is going to shit

Left my uncle in prison for 15 years no one paid

The world is a mest up place, with anger and hate

She was wet off the bat

Now the old me is back

Girl your body lookin’ like a fuckin’ pot of gold

Haunts us like ghosts, 'till they come back to the old,

So as soon as i hear y'al on some real pro black

Im a little wack but my posture is straight up my back

Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense

I walk my way to the top like im going up stairs

I wish the world was just a better place

I ain't looking in her eyes but her face

I'll be right back in a bit going to find a runaway and make her my bitch

Well give me grab iti was born inside a love zonewith a glock-nine young marriage