This is a song about "Dan freestyle try me shit family brother"

That if you beat me on a freestyle

Give her that d i'm outta 8 mile

Pusha t's brother preached me at advent,

Roll the whole mountain, now i’m on the couch bent

I guess you aren't family to me..

And its simple as that baby

Roll along and got tipsy then tonight, tommorow you the mystery

//just some random freestyle shit that i might record to better my delivery

You call it freestyle,shit was perviously written

Ok, black panamera, dash on a million

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

If they saw this shit they'd probably try to talk to me

Must be something you want me to see

Then my brother started picking on me