This is a song about "Being better than my father"

Came back better than ever more advance, trying to take my stance, have a

But that's a lie, so give this thug a tryi'd rather be ya nigga

That i will leave earth with her

But look at my mother and father

Being king in hell is better the being worker in heaven

If a period is late then i will mark it with a question

Cannabis is my medicine, vendetta be the veteran, vendetta nobody better than

Crack got her crazyguess who's giving birth to a babyi don't trip or let it fade mefrom out of the fryin pan

My little brother could rap better than you

Man, this nigga ugly and he raps, ooh

Can't control the box, you are no mills lane

Nigga know better than to doubt my reign

I rathered you than my father or mother

Shadee doesn’t matter, heart makes the lover

Im better than you and i record my shit with an android

Cause i got a lot of hair on my booty but that's beside the point