This is a song about "People who mind fuck"

Shoutout to maybach music, my logic is getting money

Befriending people who inevitably will depend on me

You ain't gettin' dough, don't even come around them

Than giving to the people who needs some.

Couple of ‘em dimes, but all my hoes is hard to find

Undermined to those who are confined, in their own mind

Its time for the new king who is out of his mind

Go on, look for a better nigga: girl you can’t find

Gonna cut people who spit bullshit.

Killing these niggas off quick

When i step up out the maserati car

Everywhere we go, people know who we are

Weekend trippin to wherever, only heaven is far

Unless you famous people don't give a fuck who you are

People are people so let’s just mind our own

Born alone, work alone, die alone