This is a song about "Roaches"

Even after all these roaches i feel like everyone opposes

When they have kids they haven't seen in years, impressing their peers

And when we on the road, bitches follow the tour bus

I'm sliming grills of roaches, with sprayed on disinfectants

The irony in that is that i ain't even that, but you put it those pages

Stay in your lane getting roaches, yeilding to hunters, "saying lemme poach this."

Cause i got caught up in the scenewondering what would happen to this

Even after all these roaches i feel like everyone opposes/

My bitches bad, these niggas mad, i guess it's just what the fame brings

Even after all these roaches i feel like everyone opposes

Ear buds in, sound got your ears smokin' audio roaches

Maharishi kicks and bape tee's i really do this