This is a song about "Thuggin jail drugs money gang"

Lotta rapper thugs talking bout bitches, money trees, and drugs

Beaverton my sneaker game although i never be with ducks

This the land of the white man

But never once in a gang

When hes coming home from jail

See i'm ahead but you stay the snail

Hit the block like a postman with mail

Stop or fail, this cats locked in jail

Crooked neighbourhood, you either dead or in jail

Rebound slow you down but you gotta exhale

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

And i'm all out of money cause i bought drugs for some party,