This is a song about "New breed"

Hit it then i quit it ‘fore she even made the bed

The last of a breed, that won't ask for the lead

New recipes and a few new fucking dominions.

Make my passion to critics ? backward opinions

I'm eating real good, no soup for you

We always get baked, the concept isn't new

I can say ghettoest ‘cause i come from where metal spit

Cuse to me it seem like greed we breed it.

I say i’m wrong, you say come again

New day new dawn shit every days the same,

Now i cant even get any dirt weed, best i can do is an offbrand breed,

Roley, rolex, relaxsay she just gave me head, leaned over in the front seat

I want to make the world new

And real bitches don't respect you

Nigga there's nothin' left of you

Quays made a baby his birth rates new