This is a song about "I got no respect for toronto niggas"

I don't respect no brain cells unless we talkin' that saliva spit

Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit

So if i do call it's just a check

But i never got respect

I don't respect no brain unless we talkin' that saliva spit

Straight up fuck all y’all nigga's talking about that nigga changed shit

Aiyyo i argue with my mother, spring, summer, fall, winter time

Like a fuckin design, no need for profits i already got mine,

This boy's cocky as heck, annoyed cause i got the respect

I gave ya girl a t-shirt since she gave the whole crew neck

No i aint get respect, old heads pay me no mine like i aint make a threat

You know they at home watching lifetime or on the internet

Do i detect absurd respect for this nervous wreck

I'm giving testimonies to strangers i never met