This is a song about "Standing up for yourself"

It's astrife in the end fend for yourself. send for help,

I'm at the atm, spending like i ain't paying rent

You could call me a freak, i like to get buck, buck

You may be asking yourself how i picked myself up

Listen here, i ain't lookin for no tears

Hold up, you might be think'n to yourself

Bitch, don't mess this up for yourself

I got 20 thousand views of french itself

Thank my self and floyd, for standing on my feet

Stuck in positions. if victims can't stand the heat

Are they gon' pay us and will they make it rain? yup

Just call yourself stuck when i pull up in the truck

With the blaze a your bluntsand you can picture thoughts slowly

People standing in line, waiting for a chance to berate me

You sell yourself for better jobs

More props. r.i.p., my poor pops