This is a song about "Role"

And you can underrate me, but i know what i'm worth

It to others got two role models aka brothers

Enter a mist, twist, barrel role and all that shit.

She's on my line like i'm fishing i got that

That's my old days role plays

Caught in a maze

Me and my niggas role together like the wheels on a chrysler

I am only a fighter, in the form of a writer

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

And wallowed in sorrow, borrowed cash, i'm a role model,

Cause with your hand in my hand and a pocket full of soul

Been outta control little pimp stroll discuss this whole that thug role

Time for me to take the role of the main catalyst,

Her mom died, heroin overdose stuffed in her wrist

You assume the role and carry your weight

Had to say it twice, its gettin' late