This is a song about "Young bully the black hoodie stealing your meal"

And tell dem niggas at the top we want yo spot we are for real

And my last name is cook but im the one eating the meal

If i'm helping the game, or being purely a bully,

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

Your just a jerk and bully

All my love to these queens in here

All the hoes kneel beggin for their next meal

I see young black males being treated, came from nothing,

Truthfully don't do much, but with you trying do something

Without no reason they be out the whole season

Kinda like the government slowly stealing your freedom

Across the news are young black males, no stroke of luck,

Then to be in my face asking for a rose cup

Im removing the rules and stealing your face

That's word to ksa i'm trying to make sunnier days