This is a song about "Rented and tinted"

I do drive-bys in lincolns, they're all rented and tinted,

Put it on whatever bitch, me and spitta high as shit

And pissing red, white, and blue

I'm tryna stay with you, lay with you

Look inside my closet

Wearing tanks and tatoos and shit.

Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,

Climbing up the pole, jack and the beanstalk, bitch it's gold

Living young and wild and free

Or cause i’m black, hmmm maybe

Releasing albums will probably be in the rented but the doesn't stop me from independence

But i'm from jers' and we don't play that shitfrom the clare down to north bricks, all my niggas flipping chips

My desire to never fall leads me to hitting walls

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

And the windows are tinted.

I never crack i got that chap stick