This is a song about "Roaring 20 s"

Or 90's, who cares, they're both bad.

Double m-g not to mention we got that

See i tried to spread the d, welcome to my run and gun

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',

Money, cash, hoes, 420's the cleverest verse,

Um tom frazier, new lebron haters

S on my chest like a superman vest

I guess that’s why all of these niggas get bent

Just to try to get a piece of success, love me less

You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,

No one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble

It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple

God of the sky, yes i will be roaring

They are not confident when im talking