This is a song about "Roots"

This the district where politicians is fucking goons

My primary concerns are to focus on my modest roots,

Plus my roots grow to money trees like alex haley,

And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see

Plus how he gon’ tell me, he don't make the rules

And if they try to raise a coup, kill em at the roots

And now his house is modest too, he went and forgot his roots,

Walkin through the streets wearin jewels, breakin niggas makin moves

I come from humble beginnings, some cred and gracious roots,

But little did they know, i’m trying to change the rules

Seeds and roots and leaves of money trees, cream by any means,

Goin crazy, i might be no sleep having light dreams

Wicked roots up under me, it was mean, no peaches, cream,

I got a dolla and a dream, real niggas on my team

And now his house is modest too, he went and forgot his roots,

Ain't had shit to loose, pullin' my pistol on them fools