This is a song about "Earned it"

With my thumb, pack it, light it, pass it

Then the gun shot, but i wasn't hit

Then play you all my latest shit

Stop it, drop it, because i shot it.

I earned my spot, nothing free,try n mock, cant quite copy me, theres no stopping my spree

Damn, why they take another soldier?i load my clip before my eyes blurry, don't worry

Ya love it gone admit it

The dead society of a poet

She says it, you do it

The master of this rap shit

When you gonna learn how much money we’ve earned

But knowin you through music is going to change the world

Don’t gotta shop, i ain't paying for shit

You hear it, might as well endear it or fear it.