This is a song about "We ride on our enemies"

Strap the fuck in we finna take a ride on the wild side tell me please

My philosophy is rocks and weed, a partna lean, the glock will squeeze

Got my niggahz on my side when we in the enemies hood

Stealin' phones to call home but the line is off the hook

Suns out/ we stunnin/ you know we get our shine on

Told her that her pastor was a faggot and he likes john

We won't do shit for it, lay back on our asses with child deaths imminent/

Waiting on mom to bring me the aspirin from a trampoline jump

And as for us, we was different though. things have gotten difficult

We won't do shit for it, lay back on our asses with child deaths imminent/

High on that energy ride

I'm feeling like things gon' be alright

Cuz we were never on our own

Put my number in your phone

Because we surely like to leave our enemies baffled

Anti-violent...stylin, lyrically inclined and