This is a song about "From nothin"

Two middle fingers for the police if a nigga get killed no rat no cheese

It's nothin' to me, nothin' to me, nothin' to me but smoke on the breeze

Just say he's the best

'till there's nothin' left.

Word of advice that blueprint doesn't mean nothin,

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

I take hunan i take sezchuan chefs barbecue it's nothin

But she gon' throw it back like a quarterback option

Third ward general, young cash money

But primetime got nothin on me

Bitch u were never amountain to nothin

If he keep going, pass the torch to him

There aint nothin for us,

Off rip that's genius

A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips

Nothin you can do to match my skills