This is a song about "New jersey guns and drugs"

Real enough to admit i listen to people's opinions

If you're black, you're always a thug, and you have drugs and guns

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

As my name get bigger this game get different

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Forreal, i got a pole in the basement

I, slap bitchez and toke guns for fun

My talent should take me places i've never been

Stack up your funds like a million bucks

My daddy drank and my momma did drugs;

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

I'm kobe in an orange jersey

Im starting to see guns and knives

Rollin' down the four o five

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

You better lose yourself in the music, the moment