This is a song about "Niggas are attacking me"

So high i’m on the ceiling baby

Looking these broke niggas under me

I'm after you bringing traffic through

You,niggas are like ghost with you

Now the is the voice attacking me, i try to help but we just disagree.

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Please correct me, stretch marks

Niggas nowadays are diehards

Niggas call me mo ali

To cali, to cali

Making sure that all the niggas see me

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free