This is a song about "The jomer"

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

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

And even when it's dark out, the sun is shining somewhere

You’re the plastic, i’m the passion and the magic in the air

I got that vicious flow, moncler winter coat

Here's the answer and the antidote:

At the same damn time, gettin' hit on by a couple hoes

In the field of the damned, the only sentries are the crows.

Still the man with the pan

They be like damn

The street slang i be speakin in code

Here's the answer and the antidote:

Endless the days, forever the nights,

Nigga fuck the black and whites

Down the street to the car,

You know...you know who you are