This is a song about "Wealth guns weed killing boss family"

Now it's 6 2's on closed curtains

You can't evade my guns,

I acted brainlessly, and did everything to gain wealth

Never will i ever utter never to myself

That was my influence

But i dont carry guns

So, just tell me something about yourself

Too legendary i dont need no wealth

Without the sound of guns

Now, nigga, it’s the prince

You're the boss of bullshit

That's game bitch, ain't shit

If skill was wealth you'd be broke

Shit grand like a muh-fucking bass load

Imma tell you something thats boss

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props