This is a song about "Jake s journal"

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',

Cause in 16 years, you let your kid down the existence, none

It´s the battle of life

Right flows down and they might go nice

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

I'm not talking m3's, but this is your survival lease

If only i could go back into the 80’s

I just play my part make moves like chess

Or 90's, who cares, they're both bad.

Y’all little ass niggas can’t fuck with that

My bars is kickin' into steve urkel,been writing rhymes long as a journal

But that takes paper that we don't have so niggas put their souls up as collateral

Strumming my pain with his fingers

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

And my wrist froze, but i’m cool sha’, like a bald head, i’m too paid

Why do you hate and why do you affiliate with a jake