This is a song about "My mother is dead send help please"

Left chicago with good money for 5 drops

My mentality is first send the warning shots,

This is only rubbing it in, so please take my life away

Feeling like these rap niggas ain't as real as they say

I'm your favorite neighborhood rapper, please send me the damage fees

I swear my peoples keep a strapped like pinky in the movies

But more than not, and with prolly a whole lot less than the start

10-year-old seeing his mother die is ripping my heart apart.

The roc to allido, they all believe me though

I'm trying to send a message to help your mind grow,

Leasin' a vehicle quick enough to see people that don't even exist yet

When some shit pops in my head, my mind is crazy, hops, drops, and flops until its dead

You waking the dead, don't test me hoe my weapons is real

Dubai, i been there -- but fuck that, we in here

Make me another brother

Mother, o my mother!