This is a song about "My niggas got triggers"

And sanctified, niggas got they pockets fat, overweight,

That's why this my mission statement, bitch get it straight

My niggas getting mad

I know what you do with that

Oldest nation on this earth

Other niggas got the jitters

Got my niggas denying global warming

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

So the devil that drove in her got in control

All my west indian niggas got me speaking creole