This is a song about "Mind in a daze watchin the planes not with cash with the blood that s from your veins laid back like a recliner puffin on that marijuana i want to get rich quick or just die but that causes drama i ll be bathing in glamor and diss you till you burst in pa"

That ll make u sneeze weak in the knees/and give you a permanent

I got a penny in my pocket, million in the trunk

I just step up in the club pour it up on a bad bitch that be wearing thong.

In fly modei'm a homicidal outlawand five-o, get your lights on, fight long

Don’t know which one i’ma drive, fuck it, i’m just gone fly

But the fact is that i'd i still take a bullet for you and die

Ran with the local crew and had a smoke or twoand i realize momma really paid the price

That s protein rich/im a monster i conquer with a mic n a stick/real nice

You become the pain in my head, like the blood that i dribble

10 million off of mixtapes before i drop a single

Two click-clacks and a burst in the niggas , they be scared and be running with their tears

You up, you gotta know your limits without any assistance or else

But buy a .44, blasting at playa haterswanting more with a thug passion

With a rich bitch giving me head, sat on the blower to mallower back in

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

Like i chose to take that path but they got caught in a blood bath,