This is a song about "Counting the facts"

Face the facts, that i gotta start with a bad finance

And i'mma throw this money while you do it with no hands

The sun gives light cause it is the window

Grasping the facts/im unheard of though

So i sit counting syllables counting syllables

How they got these niggas on the tv selling miracles

Never give up never face the facts

I'm on the stage, you in the stands

The facts is that thought is the best with the rhymes

Niggas couldn’t tell if i was dead or alive

Then after knowing all the facts, come back and battle me

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free

Then i'mma throw this money while you do it with no hands

But y'all know my story now, and i exist in the facts,

We brothers forever, to the end and counting

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win