This is a song about "Me and my family being rich"

My family consequently put me down.

Smoking loud, blowing down when the law ain't around

Ahhhh, shitwe gonna taste the powerwe started the thug trend

It was '09, and i was hangin' with my rich black friend,

Don't rest your case as a gangsta because you wrestled your bitch

See im about riding for my niggas and tryna get rich

And i can write a hook fast

And my minds being matched

I never had a family, except my gang and me

Now hire about street schemes, and getting blood money

That wasn't bullets, that was copies of bastard, you bitch

Or fuck my enemies bitch, acting bad and getting rich

Becoming someone you don't recognize

As your family dies, and my family rise

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin

Talk about stabbing me and putting my family in a coffin,