This is a song about "Not caring"

As far as these bars, my flow life sentence

Not caring for lives, only profit and guns

For shootin' done to you or we're losin' money

Figuratively, not literally

If everybody play their position, we can win this thing

Sirens blaring pigs believe im caring but lately you hear me tearing

Not gonna lie we're not happy family

A happy home, that's my fantasy

No not really, im not a tough guy,

Blowin' fluke horns, i'm not high

Shorty throw it back and a nigga might love that

But not tie because i'm not corporate.

You're beautiful, sweet, nice, caring, and good hearted.

I ain't got no muthafuckin' daddy, he ain't teach me shit