This is a song about "Suspect"

They used to call me the future

Pick your suspect, who's the shooter?

Police perplexed that the suspect had dissected his neck

But i can't cause my eyes are red, now he's dead

And if you don't, i might just be #1 suspect.

I'm still, just like a kid, lookin for stripes on my belt

Now move a little bit to the left

Since im not suspect, im still a suspect

Always ask to video chat first, and always suspect the worst,

Yeah you know i got that work, women second, family first

Suspect on deck that's that speck to me

I swear they think i'm crazy

Suspect niggas don't come outside

And to tell you the truth i gotta ride