This is a song about "I have been in trouble"

Have you ever been sitting in a room with no food.

And i'm the type of muhfucka that'll share you, shoot

It's only right we lose greatness at its pinnacle

Theoretical whines about being hamlet in trouble,

Count your baby daddy’s now, 2 and a possible

If that means what i think it means, we're in trouble, big trouble

What have i been certain to expect

Why would i worry? i am forever blessed

I see a f-cken stargot your momma screamingfor me, like i'm eldebargelookin at my skin

Im an m.c looking for trouble nd shooting/ have ur apartment ready for other people to move in/

Not one bit should i have been relieved,

No longer with us; he's deceased

My son and i have been dealt one crappy hand,

When miles davis cuttin lose with the band