This is a song about "Life and being single"

As you niggas, niggas get familiar with the art of loss

If you were living life and being respected, would you take off?

And every single weapon you have

'09 gold diggers, walkin with a different path

Now i'm not blaming a single reason for her fucked up life

Let me enter your life, lady we can spill our rice

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds

And makes progress every single time the sunsets

To being a being and beating the back roads and being it

And you rap niggas looking funny tryna talk back and shit

Lyrical pictures, they used to have a windowless vision

I wanna scream and shout every single fucking song i've written

No, i can’t called bitch i’m lying, i don’t use my phone, shit

To being a being and beating the back roads and being #it

Developing cavities cause revenge is sweet

And single moms were doing drugs, kids had nothing to eat,