This is a song about "Ki s"

I'm not talking m3's, but this is your survival lease

But now i'm pointin the finger at police

It's all good, finna dog that

I got ak-47's get ya shit lit

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',

Cause in 16 years, you let your kid down the existence, none

You get your girl for something tight tomorrow

Deathly desperado, "never rest"s the motto,

My g"s have been handcuffed,

I stuff you in the trunk, drunk

And coulda retired at 29 in my 20′s still

I like my glasses filled, as if it has to spill

Wait what if it was the "great"'s ghost on

Full of shit, like i ate that john

You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,

Well if its phony your only cause i can get you ins