This is a song about "The fam"

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

My friends and fam hear me,

Reppin red an black cause cgs the fam bitch

Man but this ain't no sign language

Shout out bobby on hundreds

Money got my fam going back words

I recognise real no saying where fam ends

Cum again, invite 'em if you have any fun friends

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

You have highlights about your life, i have lights 'bout my high life bitch

Kill you, the fam and your crew, this is how an mc do

And what’s worse is before this, i had worshiped you

The social workers here everydaynow brenda's gotta make her own way

So now you can mourn for your fam while im back home playing cod ghosts all day,

And i don't take these bitches out, i make pajama dates

Fam 2s me a blem, dishonor on the jakes