This is a song about "We just got weinered on"

And all these rappers know just where i'm bout to go so catch me then

We need to find our fears step on up and then just face em

I just got validation on my ass whooping ticket

Swallow the cinnamon, i'mma scribble this sin and shit

Dragging heat on our trail we just bail from cops with black whips

I just embrace it and take it in within my essence

Top dollars and girls(do you see, if we just stop, we could be on top),

Amnesty international got bangkok to montauk on lock

I'm the author for gangsters, tough guys

But i'm just chilling and we on the rise

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

It's whack, it just goes an attacks on the safety measures we lack

And now i only listen to this hip-hop shit

I just got validation on my ass whooping ticket