This is a song about "Don t talk about my family"

I'm working while they sleeping, so staying's not an option

Talk about stabbing me and putting my family in a coffin,

Cause time is money

I pray for my family

I never show pain but talk about it thru my words

You hear the words coming from my lips bastards

A, b-s-t-r-a-c-t, come in smokin' green, talk about a stupid question, you feelin' me?

Unlike them other niggas, i got itt la-di-da-di, welcome to my house party

Go get on your blogs and talk about me paying my dues,

I make my old bitch buy me all the latest shoes

All you heard is aye-pext don t hit me no more/

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

As soon as i walk in the door

You don;t thin anymore