This is a song about "Steam summer sale"

Don't steal my words just cuz they ain't for sale,

In the futuren, truly yours , wale

Breathing heavy foggy from steam

I'm the head coach of the team

My peoples sale rock, & cell blocks, got us shell shock

Can’t tell you where i’m going, just know i won't stop

Giving niggas the piece of mind to put it to beats

I'm blowin' fuckin' steam off like boats with paddle wheels,

Live your life or fold under that cruel summer

Ain't tryin to fight no war against my brother

If ballin’ was a crime, i’d be in jail

Have niggas in ya yard like a yard sale

On tours, we straight making sure lawyer fees paid

Asking bout the sale that my daddy just made