This is a song about "Punks jump up to get beat down"

So to end this battle jump

But got comma’s in my statement

Am trying to raise da bars high who's trying to jump nd get it???

Come close, catch a contact, i got a loud pack in my cargo pocket

Hold this shit down, just to get me a come up

Drinking liquor and i'm looking for some hoes to fuck

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

Like the beat you chose,lose yourself and get to stepping

Poor black people get put down, and are caught up in it,

And hold on, we go longyou feel that, we get that

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free

Now this fake little punks are trying to come at me

See, the luxury that we accustomed to, i take a smut to eat

Get off of my feet, and then i got these punks from my old street

A-town, nigga, yeah it's trap city

Do i get a free bee? to jump, come with me?