This is a song about "Moment of the truth"

Only moment these bitches get is a moment of silence.

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

Let me rideuntil i get free

Moment of clarity,

Stuntin' for the fuck of it, i ain't with the sucka' shit

The rapper of the moment?” his style, he don’t own it

Yeah two times on a sunday what a lil brotha gotta em goin one way

I wanna be with you every single moment of the day

I'm driving in a stolen truck, and i'm probably fucking drunk

Cycle of living in the ghetto 'round that shit, live every moment

I'm seeing the birth of the truth it just pops

Cause my hoes in the x like they model for cars

Especially when i'm caught up in the moment.

They love misleading them having there beliefs fucked

Took care me of his whole life, 'till the last moment,

Ready to bust, in the city you don't know who to trust