This is a song about "Love and respect"

So i, i stack paper and keep it ghetto

My tech blows straight off the roof and tests yo' respect though

And word i blew off herb i grew

Got no respect, and no one to talk to

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see

But respect is more real, and ambition is my true key

And if you got it you gettin wet, nigga bet on that

Earn respect and, make sure, don't get your shit arrested,

My respect for you becomes worse and decreases

Stussy’s g-shock with my custom pair of 3d glasses

You can mix 'em all together you would still be twice as bad

I'm the king of rappad and you gotta respect that

But i don’t knock you i just blame it on your old head, rats

Show respect to your elders and police, take off your caps

But he just sat us down and told us to respect

Bitch niggas be afraid to speakwe the last ones left