This is a song about "What s wrong with you people"

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',

But if she ain't gonna smoke it ain't gon' happen

Wracking his brain over what could have gone wrong with that nation,

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin

Crazy what people will do to fuck with you and get in your head

Guess it's something like your girl, nigga it ain't came yet

I hope you studied because he's testing your faith again

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

You people wanna know what influenced me to rap?

Ball dreams of being pointguard was off limits jack

You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,

With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less

"listen to the track bitch!" echoes

That´s not what we taught you, you swore an oath