This is a song about "Pete and mac leaving party"

Well goddamn, now i be the man

Bounce, nod your head, and party while you can,

Now i’m armed and i’m fayetnam’s finest

Leaving them feeling weakless and chilled

Golf wang kill them all nigga, triple six

Leaving embers of relief and remembrance

The generational gap with yet another sensational track

She got a nice swag, and the apple bottom like that apple like mac

My wifes leaving me for nothing and i wanna know why.

And niggas slippin if they think the fucking grip is a lie

The odd niggas are beginning to spill these pink hoes

And steelo leaks through the leaves, i keep phillies like pete rose,

And leaving the game is basically pain inflicting

My sister and them, all my niggas listening

And i'm all out of money cause i bought drugs for some party,

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see