This is a song about "Screwing up people"

I stand up for my rights and march, oh these people judge,

You oughta see this, my modded sneaker is often three much

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

But i look up to people gangsters geeks and equals

People will use u up,

They like talking, its like gossip

I hate how people bring up your past/

Miami nights, made a couple grand

Got bang that'll wake them people up

I'm stunting, got em sick to their stomach

He sees the people he grew up with, they have kids now

Never tell em bend over i just make em’ take a bow

Poor black people get put down, and are caught up in it,

Those privileged fucks got to learn that we ain't taking no shit

I put up a brave front for people but i’m lost sobbing,

You little niggas little league i'm the real thing