This is a song about "Coming for nothing"

You better pray for your wallet, i'm coming for your cash

Me and my nigga wale let them suckas pass

Bird gangs, it was birds i flew

Mr coleman, i'm coming for you

Bitch i’m coming for ya.

The science and the art, africa

Ironin' you niggas now it's time to starch the shit

Coming for my rightful place its just my instinct

"sweating for nothing nor i'm enjoying"

First off congratulations on the win

Baby when i like that, i know it's crazy

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see