This is a song about "Jahlil okafor s defense"

But i'm leaving town in a little bit

The outline which you n****s out dated

An eighth of grape ape hella joints to the head got my eyes all varsity red

That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get

Im a rife, kills past your defense,

Wish i could shed all these tears

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less

Money, cash, hoes, 420's the cleverest verse,

Penncounting pennys over tha years

At the tender age of 12, and you feel that no one cares

I can confess that i used a hammer and sickle for defense

It´s the battle of life

I just shake dice

Off jump boo, cudi give you funk

My g"s have been handcuffed,