This is a song about "Standing up fro ur slef"

Come close, catch a contact, i got a loud pack in my cargo pocket

N ur bars shit!,so little brat quit!,,im up 2 slash ur ass with ma insights spit!,

You get your girl for something tight tomorrow

We're insane like little white dudes rocking a ‘fro,

And all the girls we knew that screamed fuck you going let me then

Looks like i'm standing up and facing my fears again

You can search but you'll never find

From ur head n' ur mind,

Left brain, super 3, creator ace

Talkin shit all up in ur face

Standing on a plateau smoking indigo

The roc to allido, they all believe me though

You by the cooler yea you niggas don't get no tick

I’m standing up for the innocent, the young, the departed

So while i hold this bottle of ciroc with a hand full of ass

I'm hurtin ur feelins and burnin ur ass ur fragile like glass