This is a song about "Drake putting me on"

So they just keep going, saying nigga in his face

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

Crazy on shake, paintin' the cake like jay-z and drake,

I put it to your mug, and it ain’t gonna wait

She say she want a diamond, lisa raye welcome to the player's club

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

I try not to obey them at anytime

Saying, "please give me some mow," not putting too much time

You sitting at the bar wearing barbaro's hair

I hate so i'm putting demists on that plate and there

And when they try to get parental and start talkin' loud

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

Yes it's me again i'm putting the pen to the pad,

Soon as i turn the bottle more liquor spillin' back

For putting hands on my mother and destroying our lives,

Soon as para finite will paralyze her existence