This is a song about "Trick or treating"

But if i die tonight

But he treating me right

Daddy was a kingpin, a couple milli buried

So go get yo costume and get ready for trick or treat

Of such a capitalistic mental that they ain’t treating as citizens,

You fool think you're knack, bitch you rack raps ,you're fag,take you sack, things,

Whips ain't shit but my kicks look sick

Country ass hicks but know how to spit trick

No snitchin, i'll whisper in your ear "twas naught but a trick"

If no one's there to listen guess i'll put it in the music

And i see kids treating other kids so crucially

Triple white ferrari yeah thats the easter bunny

And your loves in hindsight and you see everything its not

Sitting forlorn, treating your dick like corn man you need god

Protein-packed like a powerbar hat trick

On trial for possession of some chronic