This is a song about "Trill life yah yah"

Evertime i see yah face,i just wanna give them lips a taste,

I'm here to wake up the people it seems you brains being baked

Yah, angela so i command you to start dancing

I'm a king.you should kiss my pinky ring

Its aiming right at yah and coming in full force

Tryna see if real lyric spittin can buy me a porsche

At age eight, it wasn't hate that filled yah, it was yah uncle's dick,

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

I remember. yah, it was saturday

And my hadukid is watch how i do them, see

Use kendrick's line, i'll tell yah whatcha you're doing wrong

Nigga still tired so i'm yawnin, and now i'm gone

Our history that they stole, africa

And u still just lil kid...who juz know how to cry yah!

Coming straight at yah watch yah back

Fourth quarter, that sack; fourth ward in all black