This is a song about "Luke s"

You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,

And i'm a legend in the flesh that dress to impress

Wouldn't it be nice if the banks didn't fuck up the loans

Drinkin' 40's, whippin' shit, and talkin' shit, their overtones,

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',

That's how this shit be goin when you go for number one

I'm a son of a gun

And that´s how it has begun

Becoming a good rapper ain't that easy of a process

Im just a young buck trapped in the mind of a man in his mid 80's

We should fuck each others mothers

Money, cash, hoes, 420's the cleverest verse,

Ma want me to go find a wife

It´s the battle of life