This is a song about "Joaning on people"

Hold on people one at a time

Running hip hop like 'pac in his prime

And say i’m putting the blame off on other people

No one that's breathin' is seen as an equal

But whenever there's pain, that feeling forever remains

That attacked people on the basis of they facial traits,

Used to nun-chuck em, now i got to donatello bow

On the road were the street glowed with the people of rodeo

I'll be cursing out like the people on internet talking about islam

Hold up lemme get on, step up in the both and i put my game on.

Though surrounded by an entourage, i feel like i'm alone

Solitude but not all alone speaking to people on the phone

Picking on me, bullying me, people pointing fingers at me

If i see it how he seen it, that would make my parents happy

And if people hating on you

Niggas that guided me through