This is a song about "We i"

Lookin’ at my rollie, ’bout thirty grand what that cost

Something we had before when we were kids that's all i want

I remember when we first met,

And if you had more street cred then you'd be dead

I mean we as black community

We get the bread and the crumbs, young money

Over all i think we should have known

Smoke one stack straight to my dome

On they twitter writing novels, see

So, i think we could both agree,

Fuck you niggas, but this ain't raw dog

Said i wish we could just talk

I always fall behind her whenever we walking

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king