This is a song about "The portland trail blazers"

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

Dragging heat on our trail we just bail from cops with black whips

I bring the heat like the

Play the game nigga

And every nigga that i hung with just use me for bail

Gears begin to clash, engine starts to fail, black smoke trail- i'v gone off trail!

With synthetics and leaving behind a trail of prosthetics and medics

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

Haha niggas murdered this shit, know what i'm saying

Devastation is clearly waiting on this trail i'm paving

That's me spitting this fucking garbage toss

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

He carried weight like a mack truckgonna bust on some playa haters

Young k blowing up the world like the fuckin portland trailblazers.

Unless your 'skin's winning, then i do it just to fucking boast

Don't follow the trail of gold or you will be controlled