This is a song about "When my raps kick in"

Making g's was my missionmoving enough of this shit to get my mama out the kitchen and

I was once in the back now i kick it in the front, im so high, trynna roll my next blunt,

I keep my larynx hard, i got to give a nad kick,

If i give a fuck, it's probably from my dick

She like when i rap raps

Man it’s the killer tracks

And i'mma throw this money while you do it with no hands

I stay short with my boys, kick facts an murder this beat with some sick raps,

When i set aflame the raps with my uncaged imagination, a mage's machination

I see a f-cken stargot your momma screamingfor me, like i'm eldebargelookin at my skin

Can i kick camera mans in black vans

Couldn’t adapt to naps, i wear caps

Raps from my golden dome, hear it in vocal tones,

I take tokes while you little niggas take notes