This is a song about "Victims"

Will still catch you niggas off guard like victims of surprise birthdays

So, why don't you fucking wipe that stupid look on your face

Like rodney king, latasha, and the victims of brutality,

Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family

Millions are driven to federal prisons, what goes on in the heads of the victims?

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

And you just wanna tell her everything she might need

Stuck in positions. if victims can't stand the heat

We all just victims of that thug life

Hey! what's your name? oh, that's nice

Here i go again, searching for love

.but its my time we speak up as the victims

And all the other silenced victims when they're taking shots with,

And i can't denyi had some bitches in new yorksome puerto rican bitches

And name another new nigga wit a sicker twitter follow

I hold the weight... of all my victims on my shoulders bro