This is a song about "Loosing everything that meant good"

That translates into everything i wrote,

Blew the fuck up in gray clouds of thick smoke

You don't know what that meant to me,

C’mon and let’s chill baby

I know it's hard but who does god choose to go through it worst

Then i redecorated, that meant the tables turned.

Or babies they raisin

To get that good occupation

It sorta becomes a cycle like hoes bleeding

I can't stand mc's that think their everything,

I remember everything and that night

Yo, fuck 2dopeboyz and fuck nah right

It ain't like that

Everything that i spit,

Straight g thing, double m g thing

I put that on everything