This is a song about "I didnt think i had a chonce"

I didnt see anything except fight

Yo, fuck 2dopeboyz and fuck nah right

Making g's was my missionmoving enough of this shit to get my mama out the kitchen and

I was only a woodsman, carried nothing more than a buck, i think she had the blessed brand

Would i rap fast or slow or a little of both, i had to think.

But it was written in cursive for this king to exist

Righteously living, i know all my verses be cold

Just think if i had a brain in it, thank god that i don't

Baby, you know who you are

I wish i had a teacher

I'm here tryin' to pull you through

I never had a curfew,

I try to think why i just didnt do it,

I put that nigga in his casket

The dude had a mom and a dad just like i had

I'm fuckin' paramount, i hope they understand that