This is a song about "People caring"

Cause this album pack enough evil

Inhabit the minds of people

People critically commenting,

So many blessings while we stressing

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

Sirens blaring pigs believe im caring but lately you hear me tearing

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

I master vandalism and my louie v's sprouse shit

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

They wonder if i stopped caring

Let me put my funk on this one time

Like people meeting people online,

Mass appeal,and this bag i hit got me alaskan chill

Started caring about my self than my rapping career

People steal, people die,

She gotta hold her head up high