This is a song about "When the shit goes down"

If we thinking success is only measured by your money

See when shit goes down i swear you never understand me.

I'm shutting shit down in the mall

Didn't do a thing at all

In brazil, and this shit is real, got bad hoes and that whip appeal

But usually when i speak up it goes in and out the other ear

They ain’t sleeping until they know every customer fed

When you spit you flow goes at the door slow and soon hits floor, bang dead,

I throw him the axe to to his back down he goes flat thats that

I'm paramount, nigga, i am, and you can't be mad

Playing field ain't levelling the lane

The fucked up shit that goes on in my brain

Stuntin' in some other jordan nines

When shit goes down my pen ignites

This prada make me shallow

When we break down the doe