This is a song about "Priorities"

Minus the love, they feel like i was something to hate

Get your priorities straight and have your groceries paid

Consumin' all your cash for their own priorities

Your bitch likely tricking off and bruising up her knees

Yeah i'm a menace, god as my witness, with this pen i'm insane, yup

Our priorities are fucked up,when somebody makes it,"it's just luck"

Worried and scared, knowing i'm going to see the cemeterymust be prepared in this cold world, no one cares

Cause i cant do what people expect from me its like theyre priorities are to high up on a shelf

Get your priorities straight and have your groceries paid

Killa i roller cheese blazed, high as fuck and feelin' great

I just embrace it and take it in within my essence

Messing up priorities and mindlessly living their lives,

Get your priorities straight and have your groceries paid

And we gonnna toast up for the niggas that hate

Churches with dirty pastors my people pass the collection plate

Get your priorities straight and have your groceries paid