This is a song about "Rough that pocket"

See the feds and tap out that's wrestler shit

I got a laptop in my back pocket

You easy stealing picked pocket,

So if they better than the kid

Keep a gram in my pocket,

I’m first class on my trip trip

Call me a product of my own damn hood

Trunk fulla speakers, pocket fulla good

"what you doin'?" nothin' much, would shout some other stuff

Life's tough, ya hot some patches that are rough

Got the game on lock in my pocket

So far you nasty, ff-fuck you call that

Feels i gotta be rough

And i can't help but notice