This is a song about "Walking roots"

Like the sewage in the major polluted cities , stripped the roots

Walkin through the streets wearin jewels, breakin niggas makin moves

Inviting guess i'm walking out

Dope niggas locked out 4 year rap drought

West coast niggas got more roots than a orange tree,

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

And now his house is modest too, he went and forgot his roots,

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

Homey used to be a player, now i coach fools

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

Walk into my room thinking how to make moves

And if they try to raise a coup, kill em at the roots

Strange fruit grew from wicked roots, you'd fiend for money trees

And we done shed so many tearslost many peers no memories

I got bars u lil niggas sell ring

With the rain pouring as i keep walking,