This is a song about "Thinking you had it until its gone"

Maserati’s my birthright car, pass it, i need another hit

Thinking you're hot, shit; imma tell you you're not it

The pain is gone then i read it and its back again.

Who endorse them, should pull the plug and stick a fork in them

You played with my emotions, thinking i wouldn't make it

In that 09' range while i'm singing old tre shit

America's gone shit since you had britain in charge

Konichiwa, shadow chain and decent watch

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit

And i'll fuckin rip you up until you're minced parts, fuck it

This the weed song light it up when its on. smoke that shit til your mind is gone.

I ain't seen my lady in days, i been out on these streets so long

I was beginning to be thinking you weren't receiving it.

Eyes wide, ears open like you on a doctor's visit

I felt a tear roll down my facethat was daddy's bullet

You don't find a diamond among the dirt until you uncover it