This is a song about "Survival"

And danced around the house in all-over print panties

I'm not talking m3's, but this is your survival lease

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

I consider my flow a malignant rifle, and strip survival

My nephew looking at me cause his daddy is his idol

Spit it like i get it from the bible for your survival

The tightest grip, the brightest gift, survival kit/

And, uh, i don’t know what keeps me alive, shit

But most if them don't dictate our survival

I'm in the courtroom, screaming 'who dat?' on the devil

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

I consider my flow a malignant rifle, and strip survival

As i light one for ill will

Inspiration is survival.