This is a song about "T fam"

Your raps don"t even rhyme!

Oh, i was raised by the stop sign

Drive by ending your life having your fam wondering why

I swear the pen right across from hell, i can't cry

But what we did was found our niche and made a stitch

Reppin red an black cause cgs the fam bitch

Supportin' my baby girl just like daddy

I’m tryna be low key to keep my self out of t

Sorry fam i don't see school changing what i am

Alcatraz was purchased by a white man

I had you motherfuckers eating salad like a fat bitch

Stressin to become the first in my fam to go to college/

Surrounded by the irony of living in the city

Said i'm bad motherfucker from the w e s t

And daddy's in the cadillac

Rat t-t-t-tatted up on my back