This is a song about "Yeah we tryna make beef"

'face said "the world is mine" but he lied

Yeah we rhymin' tight, nigga we alright,

Thinking about who the fuck your nigga gone serve

Tryna say we follow men fuck yall cus we all leaders,

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

Mine? type: nice. light come off the white ice

But hows that gonna work out if you ain't tryna make moves?

See it's effortless, these niggas can't step up in my shoes

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

That's why we got washington and california tryna make marijuana legal

I'm becoming a renegade of what i'm about, nearing what i feared about...

With the shit we say we tryna fly away stuck in this world but will we make it out

We test the game when the motherfuckin’ beef erupts,

Oh how she love the gangstas, they love them green ones

The youngest of my mother kids

Yeah.......we got that number six