This is a song about "We got this"

But we all got the same rights don't we?

Fuck that nigga, i am the party

Gold chains, 24, niggas must be shinin' more

But we so poor, we got no door,

Or know them testament verses

I got my crown for this

When we got of the bus

And now it's clear as this promise

So dunn stay silent

We dont got our shirts scrunched

Coroners comfort your mama

Its the struggle we got gotta

I'm the author for gangsters, tough guys

We got no choice we may take their life