This is a song about "Our lovw"

Staring at our figures

Talking about the god you serve

Welcome to our carnival

Shout out them strippers who hustle

Our debt is crazy because our money is just printed numbers

I ain't here to tell no stories or to bore you with a shit verse

Another ratchet got dumped, in the trashcan i ain't done

Work everyday for the praises, our work our haven

Expanding our chances

She need now, she ain't never needed love

Say she like my style but i talk too fast

We teach our future our past

I'm a rare rat that be hunted by the super cat

When you ask for our help it will be our payback

Their failure's our shame

Trying to renovate the game