This is a song about "The interview"

This ain't 1992 bullets tumblin' out no nines

Endless the days, forever the nights,

That you offer them ones but they ain't let you

Many can't wait when you share through interview-

From the gutter to the roof

So cool, my bitch got no shoes

Cause after all the lights and screams

Thinkin of the the dreams

Where the fuck the chorus

Ass shots is a plus

Niggas die over shoes

Saw the bombs on the news

That gal want me ride har

Down the street to the car,