This is a song about "In and out"

Needed coke, needed dope, yea, i gave her a fix

So obnoxious easy in and out of conscience

Cause i hella copped em so i could be way flyer than all them

Life mapped out time to buckle in and count down from ten

And understand, deprived cause lives or going out, some are coming in

I got a spot for us all, so we can ball, at thug's mansion

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

You take it in the shitter like daily and come out claiming

So all that shit you niggas kicking we ain't worried about

'cuz i go in and murder the place, and right after, then i'm out

I feel my flow in a villa suite and far out in a far out land

Even now i keep a frown when i come arounddon't ask me about tha past

Sparks put in work and they scream my name out

In the back seat and it's getting quite loud

It's all me in, out and through

I be stuck to you