This is a song about "Bitch named noele used me all through middle school used me for five dollars"

My entendres be tumblin’ while you niggas lack balance

Haters used to put me down and give me cold chills

I used to say i wanted to dive into my grave, but you helped me

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

Never finished school but u a lyricist used to staying at home

Though surrounded by an entourage, i feel like i'm alone

I've been so thorough, that's what i boast for

There used to be a guy named undertaker

Fuck, condom pocket, luckily, i brought one

Don't doubt me, my thoughts used to be cold and frozen,

This is what my mama used to tell me when i used to fight,

It's a pimp in my ride, no need to pimp the ride

Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus

I used to look up to middle-class kids for trading places,