This is a song about "Rolling in the deep"

I was rolling down the pavement with the bass up,

Entrance no charge cause we late to the club

Got em deep in the dirt

Slight work, light work

"leave it to the big kids, instead of rolling the dice.

My issue isn't televised and you ain't gotta tell the wise

Mama bills piling up, her son don't got no time to ball

Deep ass wounds, sense of doom looms, trapped in the tomb, end it all

If you think you can spit then i am the fuckin' dentist

Your names added to my hitlist, rolling the streets like a chemist

No longer clawing deep in the dirt tryna survive,

Cause everyone dreams of the millionaire's life

Aces stolen, how i'd be rolling, hole in heart, rolled too hard.

But more than not, and with prolly a whole lot less than the start

What the fuck, who the fuck's this gay nigga in fake gucci

I'm smoothly rolling doobies with groupies in a jacuzzi