This is a song about "Jason buck chasing finished school"

Stop it, i'm hearin' the comments

Shake junt, get buck my friends

Machete to your face, jason

I'm a son of a gun

There's a war with this nigga jason

This meeting just begun, nigga i'm satan's son

I know the road i'm taking

And catch the dream that we're all chasing/

Run the other way screaming "where are you jason"

I want to fight the music on this one

It's how i make the buck,

Shit, they'll put the dogs in the truck

Purposely chasing us

Yeah, maybach poetic genius

Starting to hater, then you are finished

Slow sink, can't breath, no remorse, dont think