This is a song about "Locks"

My win ensured like pad locks.

You pull up in parking lots

Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin

It's rooted in the money that still locks the nation,

Searching thru a never ending loop of keys, all for different locks..

I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops

I'll throw him into a giant oven and hide the locks.

Now my watch fruity colors like trix in a box

Goldie locks, goldie robs

And when this beat drops, your heart stops

Semis rip bodies to shreds as crooks die behind rusty locks

See my team has hella cars, i got a couple knots

Poppin' rocks when he locks a glock, shots at the moderates,

Needed coke, needed dope, yea, i gave her a fix

I stay with grandma, she always bitching about her carpet

Heart and soul to death, she rushes to the bathroom door and locks it