This is a song about "Drake putting me on"

It's odd that they say that the crack kill blacks

Mom's stressed from two dads, putting more crap on her laps

Poppin purple tagsshow my face for cash

Sing all you want, just don't drake on they ass

I’ma show you why the ring finger need a peace sign

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

Talk about stabbing me and putting my family in a coffin,

And i be feeling like hova when y'all was sleeping on him

Im putting wounds on ya, scars, that wont ever be healed

Ain't no nigga touching my style, it got a force field

I'm putting myself on the map you are officially in my trap like moths to light bitch

Well give me grab iti was born inside a love zonewith a glock-nine young marriage

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

Last straw, fuck that, i'm who broke the camel's back

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

It took time -- but finally the cash was mine