This is a song about "Your trump"

Freezing your nose, your eyes, your corneas,

Hasheem thabeet and various other peoples

Black foamposites, it's like we on that mobbing shit

Your lyres are cheat so hold your pen open your book-let

Conjure your fears kill your parents become your foster

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

Unless your disappearing

Tell them niggas they slipping

My gun your scars, your wrist your calls

They say the money talks and bullshit walks

150 on my chain

Blood stain, your slain, your brain

Inferior, but i'm nice

Fuck your prison, fuck your life