This is a song about "Rotten disbelief"

You cant disagree that your life is surrounded by great disbelief

My philosophy is rocks and weed, a partna lean, the glock will squeeze

Splash tha niggaswill i dash your niggasonce i mash these figguzi’ll be badder nigga

My lyrics are a toxin, its quite rotten but bitch i'm a spartan rollin on dubs like a

Mercy is for the weak when i speak i screamafraid to sleep; i'm havin crazy dreams

Average techniques that leave you in disbelief stomp an gutted in your local streets

I'm what they see as rotten, i'm the forgotten

I'm young, black, gifted, live my life on the run

You drawin straws talkin laws rotten jaws

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

Surviving the struggle, as i'm maintaining in the rotten jungle//

They say "black is beautiful," but ask them beautiful

Think i was stiff and rotten dissed and forgotten

I take ‘em to the crib and leave our future in a condom

Death due peak, toxic rotten leak my mouth seeps.

In private, not public in the streets