This is a song about "Dont care bout lifr"

Sick of tha sirens, body bags, and tha gun firing

But i dont care, i will keep on rising, you realizing?

That try to chase these skirts

I dont care how many words,

Through all the rain and the pain

I dont care about the fame

That people dont even care

Says money in the air

Of the baby not bein' digested by a fuckin' hungry punk

I don't care what you're thinking 'bout; your mindset is irrelevant

It hurts but you know i dont care,

But now it's more declare

Why they just want my balls, they dont care bout my feelings

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

And inside they think rap's soft

But they dont care, what you want,