This is a song about "Wif"

And i got a little big, keep it low key

Castrate madness wif cage freed from kassem g

Of gold wont really make it bold, even if u held it wif balance,

My bitches bad, these niggas mad, i guess it's just what the fame brings

Tailored wif attitude and faith, sailors of forttuide and taste,

Of the very same baby that the virgin mary raised

Wif hitters enraged from the quitters

So you finally got the nerve

I can make the clouds jealous nigga i am that fly

But i showboat wif a paddle, so sit on my