This is a song about "People like to be the heroes and stuff"

And teach then not to meet people like u

My home girl told me i got an issue

Uhh, can it be fatethat makes a sick muthafucka break

To a different state were me and the people like this dont relate

Track and field with the birds, i’m running em like track

Or if it doesn't get props, comments and stuff like that

The same people i like to stalk, and bury alive

Dippers and pipers, it's sad shawty, but this is life

See people to be leaving the cold medina

Time to climb her, climb behind vagina

What happened to the stuff we used to do?

Cops wanna cuff you, niggas wanna clap you

You in to that animal stuff

She call me daddy like a nigga puff

The kind of stuff im pouring makes the bandits go to sleep,

Think it's sweet, think he get money across the street