This is a song about "Got emm"

Cause i break it out a lot

Now look at the life uve got.

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

I got food in the fridge, i got food in the pantry,

I got that powder, i got that white

This is everything that we call hype

The pain don't stop, but my reign don't stop

Immortality like i have got

Load the glocks they stuntin', we control the block

I don't wanna leave the house i got

Fuck fame, fuck money

Got high and my brain got mushy...

I got more and you got less

I just play my part make moves like chess

And you believe when a rapper wan' be one

U got 1000 enemies i got none