This is a song about "My niggs"

Grab my knife and my gun

This thing that you could imagine

Where god at? i need to call him

Family my motivation

My nitty bag, my kitty boost

I dont love you im just confused

Roll up niggas be like sex

My wondrous success bombs my regrets

My demeanor, thirty years my senior

It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for

My rhymes propellers, words my instrument

They love misleading them having there beliefs fucked

Lost all my friends, my fam and my girl

And he, what's his name, earl

These my rhymes and my story

Who trill as me, roll two of tree