This is a song about "Jade cane"

That god isn't finished with me yeti feel his hand on my brain

So his boys can keep on beating niggas to get that sugar cane/

I'll be your student loan girl you ain't heard nothing

You the man, fame, here's my man cane, reaching for something

The cars, the cane, the women swimmin in sin 'nd linen

See i tried to spread the d, welcome to my run and gun

See me stepping through with ma limp and ma cane

Bitches choosing their excuses: my new car’s to blame

Thoughts, cause you're an outsider tryna get in brain

Living life in the fast lane with a mad cane

Don't want cane if i'm not gonna dance and sing

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

Thinking of bliss and the good days

Remmember i'm jade not a waist of space

Everybody wanna talk cause i'm rappin, they askin me what happened

Tell me that you're joking not rapping, your raps are like a cane of junk