This is a song about "Out of retirement"

Ready to bust, in the city you don't know who to trust

Your gonna get flattened leave ya with an early retirement

Amazing and fire blazing ill rob your retirement savings

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

Fast life like born on wednesday and died on thursday

Crazy out of my mind, fell out of the boundary

Baby, you got that super bass

We're running out of space,

Sorry, man, you're out of luck

If not, dogg, i'm choking the slut

They alll ran out of money.

I’m tryna be low key

Girls fast how jamaicans run

From hell your out of prison

Killin' ya out of your speakers.

So you finally got the nerve