This is a song about "Them niggas they gone call the cops the same niggas that i grew up with turned into opps"

Take a couple bits, bitch kibbles, bitch i gotta riddle

Y'all niggas can't catch up to the fact that we're lyrical,

We ain't fucking with ya'll you'll be the last niggas i call

I'm the prototype with a godly protocol

When i turned my head, to the emptiness, my treasure was gone

Shit on anybody with opinions, you dead wrong

Like how the fuck did we miss this kid's shit

Niggas actin tough with the rhymes they spit

Niggas so jealous that they follow the leader

And the deeper that mean she get the sweeter

Ships that sail to distant places

The fact that i grew up with no love.

That wont work so theyll call the cops

Y’all niggas ain’t no stars

Used to nun-chuck em, now i got to donatello bow

He sees the people he grew up with, they have kids now