This is a song about "Dont care about nothing but my self"

Started caring about my self than my rapping career

Okay he’s gone now, roll her eyes when he whispers in her ear

Dont care about how much monopoly money u stash

If it's wet enough i might just need a wine glass

Who dat, who dat? bitch i got that flame

I dont care about the fame

But shit, i don't care about their worthless comments.

I had dollars for a young’un ever had cents

Its over now, but dont worry about me

It's crazy, bitches throwing they pussy

But i dont care i spill my heart on tracks,and for my daughter id give up my last drop of blood

And as the years pass by, you can show them foolsbut you ain't trying to hear me cause your stuck

Money i make em buck

I dont even care but

But you all dont know what im about

Shake your hair like them track ain't coming out