This is a song about "Niggas these days"

My music is like confetti rain when you win a race

So many emotions people go through these damn days

Uhh these rappers aint shit now a days,

Henny in my cup don't need no chase

These days we praise martin

Something wicked this way come

Yall will understand one of these days

Driving my car to a foreign place

Then the gun shot, but i wasn't hit

That these niggas emulated

Left brain, super 3, creator ace

Yee yee these js stay fresh for days,