This is a song about "Last of us"

And my momma keep smoking that shit

Fuckers don’t even know the last of it

Some of us be fronting, some of us is really criminals

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

Down any thoughts of us

Sometimes i feel so worthless

And i'm wolf, that was me who shoved the cock in your bitch

Last night a couple of lovers tossed each other of a bridge

Pussyfooting for the last drop of nectar

My nigga kato, ready for whatever

Theres a lucid, lively, nigga jiving in all of us/

Lord, forgive me, as a kid, i used to look at niggas jealous

Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense

Thoughts of us of everything of everyone's debts

In these new lebron viiis, you are just a witness

But you got the armor of a beetle, can't dispute us