This is a song about "Object without shadow"

She aint an object but neither is money and ill have that free based love

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

As i take you through a ghetto nigga's lullaby

I can't forget that your shadow will be my

Now that's six cops found on that ground

Im gonna teach raps nothing without

I am the shadow that lingers around

I'll keep it moving and tryna get out

Gas 'em like a rental, when i take off, tell the bitch take care

And i would never walk in the shadow that never was really there

And when we on the road, bitches follow the tour bus

Gratitude for access to the shadow of greatness

Shallow here, a shadow puppeteer of a lyrically ruthless buccaneer.

Jeah! it's like the whole bird gang's in here, like kurt cobain's was here