This is a song about "Whats going around here"

But anyway, give me cash fag, cause i'm low on gas

Going through my overcraft, ride around the over grass

Not even on psychedelics today but i'm tripping on whats going on

See i give my heart to an unforgiven genre where passion is frowned upon

I'm here rapping with adrenaline going through vein/

Everything was picture perfect till you moved the frame

Told to leave no stone unturned, what happens if i never get big and discovered

Up shit in the pot to get beef going around me, so i can bring people into the dirt

All the while my mom askin' why i'm truant at school

You going around every where acting cool

Around, now listen to the sound, you here that? thats my battlecry, now its time

I must be goin' out my mindlike i'm up against the worldthis guerilla team of mine

Yeah you laughing my nigga but everything ain't what it seems

Here, put in laimens terms, it's what you do with whats in you jeans.

God forgive and we don't, keep my circle small you can't get in my crowd

Only thing around here is like my flow dope, if they dont shoot they snort it out