This is a song about "In the iar"

Young nigga with old spirit and ambition

The fans are in a massive spin, the cops are in/

Kush, baby mama-less; yeah no seeds

Hero in the streets, carnage in the sheets

Hope all over again, we can start

Shot in the dark, shot in the dark

You got to have your game tight

In the face of the outside.

Just plain pat visions with some sick aim

The realist in the game

Guns in the waistband, blunts in the pocket

And my vision isn't set on the money i get

In the foreground while i'm in the

They infiltrate our homes, africa

In the face of the outside.

Cause you didn’t play the game right