This is a song about "Be a man"

And when the smoke clears don’t you dare ask who could

Man i be runnin my city just like a should

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

This man is a murderer; he is not who he is supposed to be

Cuz id be lyin and yall be fine chase bread with my dog muthafucka felines

Opera man, you must be a phantom, 'cause i can't find any talent in your lines.

He was the man to be, "richer than a king,"

Blowing money fast looking like i'm saving nothing

Yep she's on x, i called that bitch speed burst

A man should be in his on world

That’s why you never expect to see me say goodbye

And be a man on who his family can rely

Particularly, these bitches that's inner ugly and outer pretty

I'll be a different man if only you give me a ''2nd chance'' then you'll see