This is a song about "Roasted you"

You got your crew behind you

Don't you worry, just keep movin boo

Young strugglersracing the clockain't no telling when it all can end

You motherfucking denial you a hypocrite you say you perfect?

Mama ain't raise no fool, true

You think i'm lying to you

They at the same spot they making no progress

Thinking you dope , thinking you fresh,

Called that bitch my quaterback, wild cat all that

Your credibility's been roasted

Car seats got screens in them

I shocked you now you numb

Jt: no one to hold her tight

Whether you wrong or you right

To our own set of problems that we roasted along

Got pills all on my phone, these niggas know i’m wrong