This is a song about "Imminent threat"

It’s a quarter to imminent, ten minutes to infinite

I master vandalism and my louie v's sprouse shit

My real estate sweet, yea ginger bread

But what you seeing is a threat

Them niggas all peaked, but you ain't seen a niggas limit yet

No i aint get respect, old heads pay me no mine like i aint make a threat

And as for us, we was different though. things have gotten difficult

We won't do shit for it, lay back on our asses with child deaths imminent/

Went to sleep at seven never woke up from the dream

Tricker treat.. trigger threat knock on your doors like its halloween/

Just a warning not a threat

Believe me, i'm beyond dead

Waiting on mom to bring me the aspirin from a trampoline jump

We won't do shit for it, lay back on our asses with child deaths imminent/

While i fill you up with semen from the wolf gang team and

Wake up we living in a time where chaos is imminent