This is a song about "Vocab roots"

Ain't had shit to loose, pullin' my pistol on them fools

Complications come from constant falling nations and wicked roots,

And you ain't gettin' it, 'til you start payin' jewels

Refuse to even try and just go back to our roots,

I call all my troops to go back to the hip-hop roots,

Flyer then the rest of them, still got my nike boots

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

Once upon a time vocab limitless until i ran out of syllabus

I come from humble beginnings, some cred and gracious roots,

Honest, sincere, they seersuckers, lying in suits

This the district where politicians is fucking goons

Refuse to even try and just go back to our roots,

Complications come from constant falling nations and wicked roots,

Walkin through the streets wearin jewels, breakin niggas makin moves