This is a song about "Your voice"

It's just my fate, let me chill, nah flip

Voice ain't nothing if your soul ain't equipped

I'm just rapping my true voice

Roll trees for the boys

You'll be sitting here with no voice/

I went to school with the white boys

Grow up and let out your voice,

They meet them rich boys

No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints

I could do work or rejoice with my voice,

A lil, signed, sealed, delivered

Just tryna make my voice heard

She gets my problems fixed when i hear her voice

Nigga 50 million up on these fuck boys