This is a song about "Now they re grabbing there macs and ak s"

My hands grabbing everything in sight, and my pants sagging,

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

This ain't gta, grab that ak, brace and run this archaic district/

But i'm giving it foundation when i write lyric

And she got the bomb, i'm talking tick tick

Just re upped now the refer reappeared

I got ak-47's get ya shit lit

You ain't gon find that

So while she up in vip pourin' merlot in the glass

And plus i've got the grass you lack, niggas, i be grabbing ass,

Ball out, ball hard, you can't cause it's rent time

Had to re align and not resign

They won't shut up ... and wow! now she's there- cussing

So now i show you off to the block no fronting

And now there in my head.

Im trying to see her in bed