This is a song about "Lost love ones"

Raised by a momma who, who

// [we're the ones who made you]

From my desire now look at the fuckin' irony

Lost arrowheads of a lost society,

// [we're the ones who made you]

The boa know they loving the crew

We hustle to survive

I lost mona,i lost wife

Competition on the court

You told me to get lost

Always together in the darkest dark times and the brightest bright ones

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

She can make a pimp fall in love

Sphinx to all the nosey ones

The ones always feeling fuckin crummy

She said, "don't be fucking with nobody