This is a song about "I got no one"

While i'm making history

And now i know you got one lyrically,

Of impactful things one can ask for

I became no one is ever

I got a death wish and no one to outlive

Different stage, switching paces like i'm shifting strings

I became no one is ever

Girl, what you grabbing cash for

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

But i ain't got no weed, no phillies, or no papers

We can never be friends

I got no friends with no ends

No one knew what i have been through

I'm on point baby, ready to stick you

No one in comparison, i got a hun in paris son.

Cause when i win this shit free they think i’m oprah's cousin