This is a song about "Snapbacks and tatoos"

And get caught, in the moment

Grab the scissors and saws and

No snapbacks, no tattoos y'all heard how he said cash rules?

Fuck it we on the move, none of use tryna lose

I crumbled rappad, thirsy ass niggas with snapbacks and a backpack,

I left the city for a minute but it's still on my back

Some niggas sayin’ bullsh-t but they don’t be important

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Thunder and clouds amaze and peer

Or who f*ckin' on who, need a pap smear

And inhospitable,

Got to the end of the tunnel

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

With hi-tek on the score, once more, of course