This is a song about "This kid alberto and how he likes this girl that he cant have"

I have a father, he didn't leave me as a kid

Hardly parted or separated, we stayed faded

He killing niggas and bitches gotta look out for this guy

Keep your eyes open, i can only say i'll try

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

This kid fought for his country and his actions have him grieving,

You see this guy is unattractive and he has no style,

I know they gon' see me unless they senile

While i'm making history

But he and his crew don't own this city

He is the reason i have this fucked up mind.

When it's repping time, i get on extra grind

Hoping that mama would sympathize cause she broke

It's in his coat, and this is what he wrote

Did he expect i'd resurrect up from this grave i have risen?

Where i'm from is a circus hope you don’t expect a fair one