This is a song about "People my ghettto"

I’m on these niggas mind like lice

People say my heart is cold as ice

Which leads to your people and my people clash

If it's wet enough i might just need a wine glass

Od'd on that mitchell-ness you thought it was '03 again

People waste precious time trinna dirty up my name

This for my people that stressing whenever times is hard.

I'm tryna feel the vibe of mona lisa, studying art

Now all my people can you hear me

20 racks really thats sneaker money

Here i go again, falling in love

People take my kindness for weakness

But once the smoke clears, you right back where you was

Training my craftship using people for practice