This is a song about "Lacking trust"

Imagine a loose cannon, lacking the balls to shoot

Bad bitches waving at me, real niggas salute

Shit, i don't give a fuck, your family looking for you, wish them good luck

With his hood raised up, this boy is lacking luck, combating in blood.

Theyre lacking not on my level nope nobodys matching

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

You can disown him or stone him

Trust me it aint nothin

Scrilla fan, oh boy and

What's in line, man? who to trust?!

I've been lacking skill i know i'm lazy,

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

Make sure to give them my all

Can't trust nobody anymore

Cause if you run the light

Trust me after this night,