This is a song about "Tough dudes"

Shit would have frail dudes deceased

From the back seat, back seat

I've been down a tough road, while carrying a tough load

Shorty been fly forever, these bitch's parachutes broke

Annoyed with you rapping dudes

Still got my nike boots

Giving up, is what these dudes outta do

It may be not the same for you

Whole crew, roll through, got more green than whole foods

Me and justin back and forth though we're different dudes,

Nigga fuck you cracker, i put you six feet

When dudes cheat, introduced to a new street,

Then pass the bong (to who?) oh my crude dudes

For every black thought, i thought i caught roots

I go to war, old timbs, battered boots

I only consider few my true dudes