This is a song about "How far ive come"

When i step up out the maserati car

Come with me bitch, i can take you far

She od's on louboutin, she work at that nudie bar

Has music come to an edge or has gone too far

See, i like the person that you are

Won't accept defeat, i've come too far

Then how come you never have anything to say to me?

So roll up the marley, my eyes all low up in this party

How come i can't escape from a girl i consider a bitch?

Went thru my phone saw a text, and then she wrote her a message

Only when i've come this far from the grind do i find

See there no place better than the state of my mind

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

How come you can listen to my first album

How come my toothpaste says don't swallow wen i'm brushin wit

Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit