This is a song about "Killing people on nobodys land"

State building i like to see it when you land on that fire hydrant i'm the highest

When i pulled up in that bentleytold y’all i was gangster, still somethin’ like a pimp

You is not hip then i can not coach her

White boi killing it on my mac miller,

Killing till they're real rap people at the top instead manic flops

Metaphors in every color, these indelible bars

Tryna run up on me late nights with the lights flashing

Theyre lacking not on my level nope nobodys matching

Land of the rich on one dice roll,

I dont see a touchdown, arms up field goal

I have nobodys heart but mine

My gold rollie tell time

Malia family, we the family

Its laying on me and killing me

Gotta live your life and dreams, but people keep killing it

Sit the fuck down all you old niggas stand me, faggot