This is a song about "Hurts to know that you dont love me back"

Last time i check, that was the biggest racist party

Don't say you wan't me, i know you don't fucking love me.

You dont know about me

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Even haters dont want to know you

And all the shit you went through

You think that it hurts me but i don’t have any weaknesses

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

I don't know why you keep coming back to battle against me

Now hire about street schemes, and getting blood money

Don’t mean to disrespect you

I dont know what you want me to do,

And if my record never break, i still won’t break my promise

Outta three steps one took me back and that took me right back to "my love..."