This is a song about "Fuck all the pain i gotta be on it"

Cause see way back, i thought to fuck with you was impossible

So i heard you gotta be on a major label

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

I got a sick flow and i show it all on the shows, you ain't even know it,

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

But i ain't catholic, fuck it, that's the way it's supposed to be,

There's anger, rage, and hate, wish i could sever all the pain,

Sang sittin there kickin it with malcolm, 'til the day came

And them blacker girls ain't on the tube usually

But i gotta get it gotta focus on that money

They gotta be ready on call with the base head's weight,

Do you think i'm out of my mind with this tape

Malia family, we the family

It all depends on the person you want to be