This is a song about "Unda pressure"

This what it sound like if i sent my dad a letter

Now i got no stress just love and there's no pressure

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

I guess you can't take the pressure to be a successor

And daddy's in the cadillac

Cause steady pressure, has got my back

Aimin' at his partner who know he up next

And the pressure on us teens becomes immense

Feet unda nigga, i gotta stay on my grind live is what we do, hustle and grind

Since my last rhyme - the crime rate ain't declineniggas bustin shots like they lost they mind

Hardest pressure on my shoulders, peep the architecture,

I'm playing cody, smoking stogies, make the rhythm better

Let me go like this, ready for whatever

Do it ppv, snap necks with the pressure

Maybe they know him better, or i don't know no better

To big to thin we crack under the pressure