This is a song about "These bute"

Cause there could never be peace

Niggas can't afford these

Trees discovered never been structured like these

Crazed raised off hennesey, tell me will my enemies

These rappers say they getting high, but these niggas below me

Loaded that clip and then said bang, the drama it bring is crazy

And i’m still trying to defy these guys, all these politicians,

Just cause you change what you pitching, don’t make the difference

These bars just got foes tagged these bars hurt call the medic

The little engine that could, this little nigga is good

I'm calling these shots i'm jumpin these charts

I got these tats all on my arms

And inside they think rap's soft

These motherfuckers want