This is a song about "Jersey voltage"

They say my music knocks, so i hope it open every door

About how you sold out to the norm like a whore on the jersey shore

I'll retire nxt and hang his jersey from the rafters

No congressional reppers, no respectable rappers

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

My cousins home town is new jersey

A multi million voltage shock for you to get called out on a beef

So i give my love to my lady and pray for all these babies

Once as a slave who imagined being free

I'm kobe in an orange jersey

Two big faces on my wrist, boy i got a couple those

You're dirty like the jersey shore with those orange hoes.

Static voltage seeking a source if only i wasn't so frictionless

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush