This is a song about "Living overseas"

I'm why baby mommas leave

Just get shipped overseas

You make it hard living,

Check the stats, my team winning

But i'm sitting here downing beers simply just wishing

Never quitting always spitting never living

Good evening, uhm, everybody listening

And dying every second im living

Pushing keys like them niggas that were banging on the keys

It's a fatal mistake if you think i need to be overseas

Tryna kill my dreams

While i make tracks overseas

I own multiple chains, outsource jobs, and ship 'em overseas,

Done be ashamed-it ain't no thang, i used to blow trees

Hoping that he's listening

And i do it for a living