This is a song about "Heard of me"

With the blaze a your bluntsand you can picture thoughts slowly

Rap on other people's beats but they ain't never heard of me

Wow you heard me you gay pedophile

Huh, and i don't rock a fake smile

Fuckin' up my gold pots

Heard the sound of several gun shots

I'm just ridin i done put a thousand miles on my body

Into her vertice until i heard her scream your hurtin me/

Confession! i've never even heard of depression

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

But make sure if they do see

U aint never heard of me

Now hire about street schemes, and getting blood money

Now let me rest in eternity you might'a heard of me