This is a song about "Cus raps"

I wonder why, i sit and cry

Fuck a nigga cus its do or die/

Sing my song, i drink alone cus i'm my own

You gon' miss a good thing, end up bitter alone

I only got four minutes

Cus beef from a distance

No disrespect cus that lad was fucking sound,

Illest bitch alive, realest bitch around

I'm on my grind feeble, my music is either

But now my man tired cus you a damn liar

Im always high cus its all about location

My talent should take me places i've never been

Cus now im think about mo doe

I get a rush like i'm tweekin off blow

You no good like a stripper with a "a" cup

Take a shower cus ur just a scrub