This is a song about "Not acrais"

As i light one for ill will

Not coincidental

20 racks really thats sneaker money

Not gonna lie we're not happy family

You're trying to raise 2 bad kids on your ownand there's no way i can pay you back

I'm not your nigga i'm not your buddy i'm not your homie, i just get on rap pad

We're not acting violent in this game, we're not layin' threats,

Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense

Trying to get me hammered, or what not

You know who him, slim, before mims i been hot

I fucking hate this job

The first to see you not,

With enough shit to raise your block in one dip

But not tie because i'm not corporate.

Trying not to slip i'm trying not to stumble

With that block that you chop and the rocks as usual