This is a song about "White collar crimes"

As mine combine bars as if i commit crimes/

This ain't 1992 bullets tumblin' out no nines

When my crimes causes such a reaction

I will fracture to a fraction

The working class section, and my parents blue collar,

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

Penthouse on collins, money long as ocean drive

We sit back and relax and watch 'em make violent crimes,

Tryna make a difference where i'm from, where you live

If they go down, i go down. we partnas in crimes.

Making shrines of my crimes and capers

Until the day i put 100k inside her purse

To get money you commit crimes

Paper planes, long flights

All white boys live white collar and there scholars,

We are being wiped off the face of this earth