This is a song about "Freestyle rap about hard life"

Your album sound like some shit a fake wiz khalifa papa wrote

I'm self provoked can't rap about shit i don't do anymore hard to cope

So rest your weary heart

Im about to go hard

Thinking about my life

I just shake dice

It’s the hard knock life, for us,

So now this work's been worthless

Stack up your funds like a million bucks

Freestyle but that fuckin' rap you wrote, it sucks,

Eff this freestyle, next time when i rap yall gone be screaming my name

To money and fame, i changed my nameand played a different game

Begin to make me feel like a little kid again

Point being don't rap about problems, rap about solving them

Life ain't nothing but hard bumps and bruises

Trying to get back to this thing called love