This is a song about "Ryder s life"

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

Art design, archin' mine, fresno to clarke i'm fine

I'm not talking m3's, but this is your survival lease

Pressed in timeswe busted like bubbleswith the police

I am not tina, buddy, do not give my window pain

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

Wait what if it was the "great"'s ghost on

When you took my hand up so calm

Thanks to you, d p s drowns!

Baby moms on greyhound for 8 hours

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

Becoming a good rapper ain't that easy of a process

Said i'm bad motherfucker from the w e s t

And i got a little big, keep it low key