This is a song about "Reflection on life government drugs races"

Their government needs to stop spending money on weapons and troops//

Walkin through the streets wearin jewels, breakin niggas makin moves

A thug on drugs, a gangsta, load the chambers, it's rodney king,

You need to go to, like, vienna or something

She all on my skin

And in my reflection,

Drone strike on this site call me the government

It's late and you stuck in my basement

Making g's was my missionmoving enough of this shit to get my mama out the kitchen and

We become so dependent on believing the government when they say we independent

You live life fuck bitches get the mula too kids don't do drugs just stay kool

But you the only one who ain't tellingi tell you it's a cold world, stay in school

Always on point taking drugs in interval

Ok, chief-in on whatever on another level