This is a song about "Ting from harrow"

And reflect on the rap game, i came

Freedom from loss and so freedom from gain.

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

Remember december youl be burning from ember tossed from my lyrical fire,

Who's next to release? we guillotine them

Not from the north south east or west i'm the ish from

Protected from fatalism.

Oh, you look like my next victim

Had to wear the 13's with them

Arise through the group you came from

Freedom from hunger and freedom from pain

Time after time, again and again

And my bitch is the type of bitch that's all about that dough

From the get go, not from the ghetto, watched it from a distance though