This is a song about "Dont hirt me no more"

Competition i ain't winning but admit it, i'm still in it though

Speed is what you lack, you can’t catch me no more, so shut the fuck up homo.

// [but what you say just (don't hurt me, don't hurt me no more)]

And they sore on hatin' reality that i ignore

No more fucking with the psyche, and what's inside me.

Supportin' my baby girl just like daddy

Dont let me tell people more about what youre not.

Motivation from nipsey or glasses, jay rock

You have no more words for me

Third ward general, young cash money

Petey pop off, rip, free lou, been lootin’ money since like fourth grade

Im quiet but dont make no mistakes, fuck with me, ill stick you with this blade.

I can make it rain

No more money, no more fame