This is a song about "I don t fuck wit you no more"

Speed is what you lack, you can’t catch me no more, so shut the fuck up homo.

You know your son a asshole, but i hope you got those stacks though

But most importantly, hip hop isn’t dead no more you see

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money

I hope you don seen i just killed this shit

They say, trojans never break but it ain't that

And i'mma throw this money while you do it with no hands

You wanna mess wit me, you got no chance_no stance,

Cause i see bout ten more of you but sorry there's no more of me

And mack maine rap, sing and manage, uhit's young moolah baby

But ain't gonna be no stress in here

Depressed for years they still don`t know what i feel

I know they mad i’m on, but that's too bad cause err shit, i'm here to stay i brought my bags

You gotta posse where's the army, no officer i have no more drugs that's