This is a song about "Salem massachusetts"

We tigers with the same mind state

And that was when i was in the eighth grade

While i got my hand on the tec, wave

Chicago days, lake michigan waves

A 45 trey deuce spade sprayed, you stayed

Jump jump bitch right off the empire state

Bad bitch mac lip she a actress have her in the coup suckin on the gear shift

Kinda ironic coming from a florida orange to be honest

Yo, i'm seventeen, already sniffing blow

God flow, got that winter breeze, like chicago

Rapping fast like a florida tornado

I'm ripping the shows, hitting the dough

Yeah see i let my nigga hit that

Florida, we runnin' this rap shit

Cause right now i got my little boy crying

My mental state is declining