This is a song about "About a kid that passed through a lot and now he s successful"

I am sick of women treatin' niggas like that lotto ticket

It's obvious that i don't give a fuck about a lot of shit

Ya family will be missin you, theres a kiss for you

What about people that made a path to peace and took us through?

Don’t let it drift away like a feather and i’m home, home, home

And flying first class the bong is what i want passed that aint a microphone

Gotta get back to the d, you know we finally famous

I brag about a lot of shit that i should be ashamed of,

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

I am a huge eminem fan and find it flattering that he would rap about me

Now let's pretend that he was a normal and wouldn't descend,

Though my credits are slept, my ambition the best

Lying to the children when she know you ain't the dad

With mad skills and a fast act, who still can't get passed that

7 to 8, zoom zoom, boom boom tune

Fractionally he won't be a lot boon