This is a song about "We are lyric killers"

6 o's pay for my car

Just because of who we are,

For all my homies in the pen, many peers deadniggas still ballin

When we sleep, are we complete? is it the outside looking in?

Gas women then return ‘em like a rental car

How are we so diluted, to think that our lives are

Not now not ever

Now we are together

We goin' hard, we're goin' far, that's who we are

We be in the party like we own that bar

No, no, we are not those

X's and o's, you must be the rose

Everywhere we go, people know who we are

I swear, i kinda feel like she's slightly bizarre