This is a song about "Swollen members"

A mentally virgin emergin, pullin through as my hearts swollen

Get your revenue popping before you ever do talk on them

They fuckin' up my positivity, are they cult members?

And you can underrate me, but i know what i'm worth

It creates dead members of families

Not likely like stay long please

Slow-mo i'm choking these rodents / until they're swollen and broken

You let it slide, i hit home-runs, clean her dugout till i’m done

I paused and focused, why are my eyeballs swollen

When i get my v12, i’ma be in six of them

Members only i'm cocky

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

A couple of haters looking, i’m knowing them niggas hot

Got up, voice says look up, surrounded by members of the native mob,

The race war, when it's us against all of them

Pockets loaded, infected, lookin swollen