This is a song about "You re a wookie"

Come close, catch a contact, i got a loud pack in my cargo pocket

I start over, and re-write my rappin urges, but they still treat it like a shit//

Re-directed de-ci-sions

I never fit in with them light skins

Kendrick lamar, his momma called him that

Its a man's world re-write your lines lickety split

But the limitation has been re-illustrated, a situation,

And i be feeling like hova when y'all was sleeping on him

Tho' memories fadei got your name tated on my arm

If this was c.o.d, ill shoot your ass every time you re-spawn

Matter a fact i might take your head off ebay and keep it to re-enact

You been aching for that cuz what they playing on the station is wack

My jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap

Hell naw you need to re-think that