This is a song about "Your delusional"

And when i start to rise

Fuck your prison, fuck your life

It ain't gon' be no back and forth

My gun your scars, your wrist your calls

Fuck your cars, fuck your feelings.

All green nigga pick six

To increase my ends

Your family, your friends,

Blood stain, your slain, your brain

Grown men in this game

Delusional i capture foes that oppose

Shit got hectic had to come up with my hoes

Down in dallas at the all-star game

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

Delusional where you think you have skill

You fumbled in a drill, young man get on the hill