This is a song about "About nicki minaj and meek mill"

I wna make a mill everyday i get paper thrill

This rozay, wale, gunplay, and that nigga pill

She was popular, but i was shy and meek. a boy viewed as weak.

I'm the dream catcher but nothing but nightmares i caught, go to sleep

I like my glasses filled, as if it has to spill

What's it you're missing oh yeah skill like you have a mill

Laughs at you and talks about

Niggas rollin' deep, burners pulled out

To make karma come faster than she normally will

Yo bitch love me..... she my number one fan,.... uhh *meek mill*