This is a song about "My fam"

Sorry fam i don't see school changing what i am

Put burners in the hands, of the black man

They waiting on me to give an a-okay, then the k gon' spray

So now you can mourn for your fam while im back home playing cod ghosts all day,

And by team i mean fam, 'cuz i miss them the most,

And be the last nigga left, then i'll be ghost

You ain't never shed light on nothing that they're going through

I love all the beef so please fam i beg you,

I rep the 732 but the fam shit is new to me

You can never tell me that i'm not hungry