This is a song about "The kimberley"

And your son was born with cancer and he live in urgent care

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

Yea, smoking loud enjoying my youth

From the gutter to the roof

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

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

All that ass in your jeans

Thinkin of the the dreams

Niggas who ain't seen beef

As the tao converted the thief

The bigger the the fun

Baby you're the one

Niggas die over shoes

Saw the bombs on the news