This is a song about "Retreat"

Your bitch fuck us up: every nigga that she meet

Fresh off my retreat and now its back leaving foes at my feet.

Let out all the swag like my dad, got right in the zone, obtained no receipts

Everybodys plot is deceit, when its not, its retreat cuz ill stomp ya, with cleats

Dicks whipped out of our kecs, watch the crowd retreat and freeze,

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

I couldn't let my adversaries worry meand every single day it's a test, wear a bulletproof vest

Super size future conversations be like hella high dropping beats no retreat sweeten up the weekend

My heart beatsechoes into the cold streetswhere nightmares and darkness begin to meet

My insight's beyond the twilight so die, fight, no surrender, no retreat

Ain't leaving till you retreat

Saw puff, i was finna' speak

Your best bet might just be to retreat

Get wit' memotherfucker don't sleep

Sg-1000 commit hara-kiri cause i'm the best nes ride the game express

And 'cause i need some sleep before my test, i'll retreat n' dream 'bout my wrongs i guess...