This is a song about "The roots"

Like the sewage in the major polluted cities , stripped the roots

Walkin through the streets wearin jewels, breakin niggas makin moves

This the district where politicians is fucking goons

Refuse to even try and just go back to our roots,

Strange fruit grew from wicked roots, you'd fiend for money trees

I’m a beast when my shit hits the streets these niggas cease

Ain't had shit to loose, pullin' my pistol on them fools

And now his house is modest too, he went and forgot his roots,

And if they try to raise a coup, kill em at the roots

Walk into my room thinking how to make moves

But little did they know, i’m trying to change the rules

I call all my troops to go back to the hip-hop roots,

And you ain't gettin' it, 'til you start payin' jewels

My primary concerns are to focus on my modest roots,