This is a song about "Muthafuckas trynna act like they gangstas nigga motherfuckers be gettin"

Though my burdens feel heavy, i feel like they gettin light

Pictures of me in my final stage you know mama cried

Probably paranoid, problem is, them punks be fantasizina brother bite the bullet, open fire and i died

So why not try to be another friendly motherfucker not them other motherfuckers that i don't like

Like cluckers words to these motherfuckers

Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years

Dont be heroic like viking nigga i'm violent.

Hopefully my dick don't shrivel up, when it's time to bust

These gangstas pray to god, and they want to break bread,

Why? cause i really didn’t wanna get my shit wet

I let her decorate the real estate

Act like i'm inferior but why not be straight?

Got police chasen meto my niggas from old blocks

Y'all motherfuckers act like you the southern soda, #big #shots,

Act like you’ll ever be around mothafuckas like this again

A fuckin' sausage fest will them shaky niggas get married then