This is a song about "Records labels"

Cause i got the burner in the hand

I have a crown that labels me as outcast

Only thing between me and your bitch is a latex

Labels giving me debts instead of giving me checks

I'm rapping for royal records

Chomping at your oxygen chords

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

Don't get me wrong, i'd love to go and sign with famous labels,

My records sell, yes sir

Three quarter bills later

Coming, shady records muthafucka we gone bitch

And these artists don't need me they already rich

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

Now watch me, walk away from labels repeatedly,

Why would god put labels on his own creations

Y'all always on that bs and ps i'm takin all things