This is a song about "Your blick"

Leave your running to your mamma,

My all gold rolly or the

Why you call me back? don't lie

Your gonna gratify

You can feel it via spirit

Roll your eyes & talk your shit.

A coward dies a thousand deaths

Your just signing your death so mind your threats

I’ve seen this young’un on the train, i had to pick his brain

Separating your body from your face then eating your name,

The day has come, dipset remains the ones

Shove your head up your butt til ya see your own guts

You just tryin' to run game

Where's your wealth? where's your fame?