This is a song about "Not mutch to say"

Well look, if you don't talk, i mean these sessions are going to go slower

So when the cops came asking, i know not to say shit, keep my composure,

But its not ending, i dont care what y'all say

Cause jesus wouldn't even be my friend on church day

A cautionary tale of fail and what not to say,

I’m kickin’, pimpin’, like liu kang, my coupe smokin’ like friday

Say im not then yo ass wrong.

Stressed out, cos' i'm gone

So close i could give flip a play

Not to hear a single word that you say

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

I'll survive as i say "i'm not ready to die freddy you piece of fucking shit"

This my little brother on my mother's side, our father died

They say it's not normal for me to be rapping because i am white

Theres not one way to play it safe its hard to say

And i didn't know what condescending meant till yesterday