This is a song about "People caring"

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

My heart broke when i was caring, for the only thing not worth sharing

My pistol close in handconvinced this is my year

Started caring about my self than my rapping career

Cause i'm leaving people

The root of all evil

This is for the starving people

Cause this album pack enough evil

People stared everyday

Think i need another play

Straight conch got a nigga feeling seasick, oh shit

You're beautiful, sweet, nice, caring, and good hearted.

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

So listen i will not rap any more with a gay caring about ass liking,

Them people weak them people weak

Misdemeanored that twenty bag of weed