This is a song about "Drake putting me on"

For putting hands on my mother and destroying our lives,

Ya weed quiet, you broke, y’all eaten lean pockets

Go ahead admit it faggot, this shit is tighter than butt rape

What it gotta take just give me a fucking break no i am not drake

And you'll probably lose your mind tryna save face

I'm putting simplest ways and i'm smoking on that haze

I've been putting on mass like all these niggers here to worship.

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

I ain't tryna fight back, but baby

Putting the past back for me

Kanye, kendrick, and drake

I know what it take

Putting rap on life support, it needs a medic

So tell me i ain't shit, go and embellish it a bit