This is a song about "Just"

Ain't whining, just surviving, ain't hiding, just climbing,

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

I just murdered a motherfucker in just minutes

Stick around and fight this. we might just

When it comes to beef it becomes a talent

I’m coming back like light-skin and

No lust, only the just

Then some lady named billie holiday

Just get paid, just another day

As i seenobody cares about my history

Its just the vicious me, just faggots to me

Y’all just skim through words and you’re just skippin’ the lines,

You listenin' to her is leaving you with empty nights