This is a song about "Tumay and brikena"

And i got nieces who need me they fathers ain't important

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

And don't ever (and don't ever)

Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for

And kill yourself and your clique

The revolution will proceed

But he don't rule a thing

And i'm dizzy and spinning

And a fridge and some broccoli

We get the bread and the crumbs, young money

And don't ever (and don't ever)

The plight of a rapper or whatever

And once i'm dead and gone

Yea, i been humble too long