This is a song about "Stance"

You wanna mess wit me, you got no chance_no stance,

87, brick fare, yeah, i’m talking thirty racks

Look, by the end of this song

They can't knock me down cause my stance strong

Came back better than ever more advance, trying to take my stance, have a

But that's a lie, so give this thug a tryi'd rather be ya nigga

They can't knock me down cause my stance strong

You were right here all along

But fuck that, i live in the hood and we need y'all cats

Why do we flee instead of holding our stance?

Or just another one of my black jesus traps

But i've outgrown, i've taken a new stance/

People dislike my stance, the lyrics in songs,

They say the money talks and bullshit walks

Auction coke to the coppers, glocks in the locker and

To break stance from the rest of the woulds but they cant