This is a song about "The env"

Niggas couldn't fill my shoes

Saw the bombs on the news

Stop blowing up my cellphone

As the king upon the throne

Or shift keys or it i placement cause

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.

I bring the heat like the

You're fucking with me, nigga

Got tired of running from the police

As the tao converted the thief

I surely don't, so get off your high horse before you get impaled and feel the wrath of my worst

Be the lion of the zoo be the glue of the bottle be the air of the world,

Don’t you be holding back, your love

Where the fuck the chorus