This is a song about "Their"

Not concerned with most rappers me i'm a king

And their throats be, closin up in fear till their choking

But their frustration shouldn’t make their lives in danger,

I chill now...cop a little ice later

As they clot their arteries, remedies from their enemies rough spot/

I'm trynna beat up every beat until my feet at the top

But on the other hand i don't understand why you got other plans

Cos their mummies and their daddies left a foutune for their little craps

Got their mummy and caught their carriage, damaged by earth's kids

I put you over my money, all of my nice kicks

Everyone describes their wonderful families and all their vacations

Man this is so bullshit, i'm so mad i ma knock you in two hits

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In their penthouse suite, where they spend their days getting fat

Thinking about who the fuck your nigga gone serve

Better stay outta their way 'cause their convict runners