This is a song about "First of all"

To give you all a fuck, i guess i'd have to go and find it first,

I know it's hard but who does god choose to go through it worst

She'll do anything for me, nothing but hits

I was always one of the the first picks

First of all your hated boss laid you off, paid you naught,

This nigga, look at this fuckin' nigga lips, dog

The lack of one, but your first line fore told

Paparazzi in the trees, please curtains closed

Personally,i could of done life twice the first time

The fluid on my eye falling while i do the rhyme

Attention attention, theres a way of getting to first position,

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

You have underestimated your first impression of me

I know a bunch of envious niggas don't love my city