This is a song about "Im racked up"

Im not hard up infact im chill like meek mill,

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

They locking us up for the drugs that we doing

Im a screw up i just screw just so that im screwing

I can feel your heart beating fast

Who's saying there hasn't been bodies i racked?

Soon as im home, yo, im cookin up a meal

With all these hogs in the game no room for you in here

In this condition, im loading up with ammunition

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

Im twisting bitches up like they handlebars

Fat rhymes every time, bitch, roseanne bars

I got killers on my team that’ll get at you

Im shredding you rappers up im sorry your threw.

So recently im ceaselessy just easing up leisurely

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree