This is a song about "Cold mock"

My understanding wasn't very good, gods only knew how to mock

My nomo could be found in stores but the jersey only nomo got

What them tippers don't see

I'm cold on the cold turkey

Skipping class and growing cold

I say that the pool is closed

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

They sing along love it but the tell everbody, they do it just to mock me,

Niggas can't see mei dedicate this to you punk motherfuckers!this one's for you, big baby

I earned my spot, nothing free,try n mock, cant quite copy me, theres no stopping my spree

And missin' for the nightman this shit is just that easy

Yeah you might mock me, but my path straight so you wont ever knock me,

I ain't, mad, at cha

I just gotta mock ya,

Hahaha, yothese felonies be like prophecies beggin me to stop

My understanding led to not being good, the gods only knew how to mock