This is a song about "How much i hat matthew"

See niggas lose it all and follow that liquor advice

Now mamma i wish you could see how much i love you through my eyes

I’m at the altar sayin’ my vows, to this benjamin franklin pile

And then i fucking realized that no matter how much i aspire

Go take the "p" out, put a "w", you'll see what i got

I don't even know how much i had been laid, i forgot.

How i ever got in so much pummelin',

Swift-made switch blades made a big incision in him

Designer shit, though i’m modest, astonishing to be honest

At his funeral i pleaded how much he will be missed,

I'm longer than em: i ain't talking no rockin republic

I'm devoted to dissing other rappers to hide how much i suck

Bitch niggas be afraid to speakwe the last ones left

As a kid, i can tell you how much i felt disrespect,