This is a song about "Drake ghostwriting"

Yeah, try keeping up with that, drake/

What is it gonna take

I wanna be like drizzy drake don't make any mistakes

But whenever there's pain, that feeling forever remains

I'm trying to modern drake, that means killing niggas at the gates

Bitch, i ball, ho, you lame, look at my laneys, switchin’ lanes

Yg ain't an mc, drake started from the bottom, and now he's here.

Ohh baby i love the way you make a nigga feel

No, man that's grossly fake, like rick ross and drake,

Type of nigga to jerk off to his own sex tape

Rich in my rhymes, but i ain't no drake, cause i'm killing rappers in all states/

In the beginning i became the councillor, not just to my friend but to my classmates,

Kanye, kendrick, and drake

We got young people's lives at stake

Drake. but i'm stuck in this wake, this place, oh for gods sake let me out!

Don't second guess it girl there ain't nothing to think about