This is a song about "Where my family s from"

Cause i get it, no charge, and bbc for the low price

As your family dies, and my family rise

And if i wasn't high, i'd probably try to blow my brains out

I gotta get away, but there's no where to hide from my storm cloud.

And now that i’m getting money

I pray for my family

S on my chest like a superman vest

Cause i was never hesitant to represent

Once upon a time you were my family

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

You a lady boss, now you fly free

From now on we must be like a family,

I had nobody but my family,

Bitches tend to love a nigga with the most money

On the sofa, poppin' bottles, at the same damn time

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.