This is a song about "The heist"

Heres jk, the man, the prey

Oh i gotta face the day

As the king upon the throne

Yup, hit e.t up on the cell phone

You can never tell me that i'm not hungry

The good comes with the bad, the bad with the ugly

Where the fuck the chorus

See boy she been in love

Now hey little mama

I bring the heat like the

And screaming i guess them nightmares as a child

I wrote this no sugar coating this heist

Still the man with the pan

Playboy, i don't own that man

Look, cole world, still a cold world

Im the best your the worst