[Verse 2: billy woods]
Grenades attached to rockets
And eager to tell you the names of they prophets
Rappers runnin' outta gas
Halfway through they second project
My buldin' smell like burnt chocolate
Knockin' that new Young Lil Willie Bosket
So here Woods is very obviously contrasting the classic imagery of a terrorist with rappers and criminals. I think the running out of gas is also a very winking call back to the last verse ending with the driving metaphor. He then goes on to describe the impoverished conditions he lives in. It smells bad, whatever new Lil Young rapper is banging. Willie Bosket is a convicted murderer whose actions lead to some arguably draconian changes in how juveniles are tried. So by describing trap rappers as "Willie Boskets" and implicitly comparing them to terrorists, Woods' message is clear: This focus on drugs and violence is destroying his community. This is a an example of a pretty common theme in music, and it can come off lame and preachy. But in this verse, Woods is wrapping it up in a much more creative and interesting way.
Paradise in a gold watch
I was right, the price was a lot (That shyt's expensive)
Mildly disappointed that all those guns was props
You tinkered with the flow, but yo, the whole style rocks (Somebody gotta say it)
Who knows, though? Nowadays maybe you gotta shoot your shot
I dipped in the fog, rollin' right off the lock
Put drums under Bach
He continues with this critique. That these rappers are trying to sell materialism as an escape. Again, he does this both explicitly with his sort of winking sarcasm in these lines, but also by putting the line about "paradise in a gold watch" directly after describing this dilapidated building. If the building is a mess, is a gold watch really gonna save you? But at the same time, Woods notes that these rappers aren't even real about what they are talking about. They sell materialism and pose as if they are violent, but it is all just a prop. Woods doesn't seem to like the violence, but he is perhaps more frustrated that it is fake. I think "rocks" in the next line is a classic coke rocks double entendre, and also calling people out for only tinkering with the flow. The whole style is just drugs, they aren't that original. But at the end of the day, Woods can't hate that much, you gotta do what you gotta do to get by. For him, he puts drums under Bach for his hustle. And again we have more imagery that contrasts high art (ie classical music) and low art (ie hip hop).
It's a game of inches, like when Police beat you to the fukkin' spot
Kept walking, head down, waitin' to hear stop
Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn underneath the three clocks
Unsurprised when the choppers chop
I read the play, hatchet job, but you work with what you got
Again, he is describing the difficulty of hustling. You have the police to deal with, and they got to your corner before you did and now you have to just sneak away before they notice you and call out. In the hood it isn't surprising to hear guns go off, and with the police discussion right above I think this is a double meaning with police choppers ie helicopters flying above. Not as common in Brooklyn as it is in LA, but this ton of surveillance and paranoia that comes with being watched from the panopotical vision of the state is a pretty common theme in Woods' lyricism. I'm think the last line is kinda talking about seeing the way your life is going to go. Like the song set out, it is narrating everything going wrong, so your life's play is a hatchet job. It makes you look like shyt, but hey that's all you have, you work with what you've got.
Life is just two quarters in the machine
But, either you got it or don't that's the thing
I was still hittin' the buttons, "Game Over" on the screen
Dollar movie theater, dingy foyer, little kid, not a penny to my name
fukkin' with the joystick, pretendin' I was really playin'
Pretendin' I was really playin'
Pretendin' I was really playin'