This is a song about "Little t im coming"

It's blacc friday and i'm glad to be black

Im leaving this city, dont plan on coming back

Coming at you with a speed like im ali

They say i talk like im god body

Ain't had shit to loose, pullin' my pistol on them fools

Cause im coming with the real shit and i lyrical typhoons

Now im looking a little kids thinking what about the little kids

And anybody who plays sports, you know you got politics

Im coming str8 from the underground

These sb's ain't never coming out

Though my credits are slept, my ambition the best

Leaving a jaw in awe unable t-t-t-to comment.

Im coming threw your hood taking your soverigns and your chain

Knowing you shouldn't think that way and trying to freeze your brain

Put my plight in the verse, i bring ‘em closer to mine

But cant denie the fact im coming to my prime.