This is a song about "Your my private property"

And bring that back to my property wit ya

Ok i’m wale but you can call me nada

Enough to bring pain to citizens on public property

Fast life like born on wednesday and died on thursday

Let me rideuntil i get free

'coz i'm damaged property

Help me pay my little rent, maybe sit in a benz

Time keeps flying and we dreamin' of private jets,

And if the sky fall tonight, we all be alright

Private flights, bookin' 'em, crooked, shinin' bright,

You see a black kid at a private catholic school

I'm forever dope, you can check your schedule

Thieves and larceny, they rob your beads and bodily property, your apartment keys

Doin twenty to life in san quentingettin calls from my nigga mike tyson, ain't nuttin nice

And every nigga suddenly be rappin bout that trap shit

Them all you led your self to that point so unknown u just private