This is a song about "You re next"

Do you not re-read your shit before you take it to the mat son.

Or all them hot summers i was cooped up in the kitchen

Or call you up, or send a text

You don't know whats coming next

You wanna judge me for my lyrics, but you´re not me,

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Go like i never seen a red light shine

Money can be re-earned, but you cant turn back time

Escaping all of you racists, re-shaping this occupation... nigga

I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh

That sick set, tryna get my kickflips wet

Get out in front what you think happens next?

You 're a gap and a bully so stop this folly

Puffin’ on that garlic, cigar full of marley