This is a song about "Jade cane"

But every other part of you make me wanna depart and

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

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

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

See me stepping through with ma limp and ma cane

Time after time, again and again

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

Got the fridgedest temperature on my wrist again

Put expressions in their music and create the face

Remmember i'm jade not a waist of space

Y'all all loafin goin through the motion hit me on the rock don't drop no cocaine

They've influenced me to make a point, like a kid with the end of a candy cane

Uh, yeah, hot damn, here we go again

Living life in the fast lane with a mad cane