This is a song about "Me and my nigga"

There i was kneeling on the ground, felt like i was being drowned, and at the

My flow is somethin like a church and every verse a confession nigga!

And if it blast at ya chest, my nigga you are done

You just working with the scraps you was given

And thats why i got all this food on my tray, nigga

Got all the black bitches mad cause my main bitch vanilla

Me and my nigga kid, sometimes we talk each other kickin',

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

Don't 'nar confuse, i ain't a friend of you

And man shout my nigga game he just rolled through

I know i'm not the only bastard in america

I've been shining and grinding all night with my nigga,

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

And if u think im lying then nigga please just try me

Shout my nigga lucifer, shout my nigga joseph

Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus