This is a song about "Me and my boys were always ready"

Telling me dreams are the biggest and my raps will always become so coherent

I'm a fucking rap god, niggas going wear me being crucified on the cross and

And me my momma was always in a very bad mood

Life's lemons is bitter, i need another fruit

Lovin how i got you niggas crazy

You were the one that always made me see.

Have my pistol ready shells and some extras

Let's roll a j and pretend we in love

No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints

You don't mess with 12, my boys

Rapping roulette, this life is a drug

Beat that pussy up and then i call my boys up

Fuck your rumor i'm back, me and my boys making this a camaraderie

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Boys listening wishing to hack me

And i got a little big, keep it low key