This is a song about "Being better rhan every one else"

For a better life,hoping one day its going to better right

Make you holla out my name when a thug nigga ride, can i come inside

Hostile with them hoes, i got a dollar in my pocket plus a dream

I’m not a wanna be, i got talent know one else has never seen

Every one of her sons must hear

She told me erything is real

Better watch out cuz one day

All them niggas pitch verbs, so they say

No one else believes it,

Free earl, that's the fucking shit

And every time i try to make things better...

Baby mothers quittin school, nigga now it's up to her

And the v12, that's on various trips

Every one love my lyrics

Well, i have a gram cupcake mix

Every one love my lyrics