This is a song about "Being me"

Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family

Don't get it twisted, your being listed, on my hitlist, by me.

Without being able to see the beauty, that's flashing by around me,

And mack maine rap, sing and manage, uhit's young moolah baby

To keep me happy there's no limit to the things you did

Diagnose/ me for being a maniacal fanatic

But you still give me shit for being so depressed,

Deliver the bomb shit from the east to west

Not being with her makes me feel shitty.

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

Find me on the block being part of a statistic.

Didn't know her but i'm confirming that she sure gurgled dick

For shootin' done to you or we're losin' money

She did not get what being #apart #meant for me

One for my well being, the other pushing me to the brink.

You see coming up, we ain’t have that shit to keep our mind focused