This is a song about "New whips"

Everybody seems to misread every sentence

All these rappers talking 'bout their diamonds and their whips,

I wanna get with you

I want to make the world new

Don't think this oppression's new,

Wanna spend it all on you

To the hood: y'all don't need me, i need you

But fuck you i'm practically brand new.

Big stacks, no lego bricks

I crash whips when my track skips

You gotta new pack of new crack, stop acting o.g you only new jack

Woof, bitch, top doglay yo girl face on my lap, let her play with my sack

Without the whips and chains it's still displayed the ways that they would bleed

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet

New is new, don't compare to the precedent/

Fuck you if you feelin' different