This is a song about "Kai the hitchhiker"

And any connotation is viewed many ways

In the coupe with the tec, it's the home of the brave

Here's the answer and the antidote:

It's ironic they call me a fresh breath no joke

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.

Hold up, i used to run powers and draws

The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,

We ain't having ittime to tear this shit back, ghetto children kick back

Saw the bombs on the news

Zero options to choose

As the king upon the throne

So don't follow me home

From the gutter to the roof

Yea, smoking loud enjoying my youth