This is a song about "The system s fucked"

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',

She vying for number one, tryna be number one

To stand and oppose to those who fucking up the system,

She got cold feet, my love will be the sun, get it done

We can't live here in the system

But that’s just life, where i’m from

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

Because if you do then fuck you, i appear to the system,

The justice system? well the cops featherweight it,

I can say ghettoest ‘cause i come from where metal spit

Steady reaching for the stars, but it's only one

And all the folks crushed who wanna be beating the system,

It's just about the people being trapped up in our system,

It's ironic cause i always hear you talking about one