This is a song about "Someone past away"

Looking at someone who hoops

And my weed man should just sell flutes

Ambition, pardon my ambition

Maybe someone will do the stitchin'

Miami nights, made a couple grand

Attacked by martyrs of the past

Cause i got the burner in the hand

And stressed... about my white past

So i don't share, my past

Enforce, i'm elegant and

You see dem boys sign me to the scope right

Did someone slip me fucking cyanide?

Someone is gonna burst my bubble

Aren't you somethin', an original

Just for me being weird in the past/

Two white cups and i got that drank