This is a song about "Louis being a fucking idiot"

Forget the idiot killing and battle with me

And this baby daddy, is new to the family

I'm ring winnin, my jeans different

Louis prada thats how i stunt

Any young nigga with visions when he's sleeping

Fuck a quarter, i wish you well being

When they here today what you say to them

We the moody, gucci, louis and pucci men

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

A childhood being depressed,

Played like a fucking game and always being talked about. so if you hatin shut

Now this counselor is trying to tell me that i'm emo, she don't give a fuck

When it come to pistols, these niggas don't john lynch them

It's like being in a breadbox, but only being a crumb

Maserati’s my birthright car, pass it, i need another hit

To being a being and beating the back roads and being it