This is a song about "Ask for"

Bout time i got my respect

Can't even ask for help

They ask me what i do it for

I got soul, there's more in store

They ask me what i do for

Im seated by the floor

And if you had more street cred then you'd be dead

The last of a breed, that won't ask for the lead

You thought i wasnt gonna ask for it

10th grade, eyes red as shit

You invite men over and ask for it rough

In these new lebron viiis, you are just a witness

This site kinda got me tight, i ask for feedback

Soon as i turn the bottle more liquor spillin' back

Ask me for advice to become a real nigga

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh