This is a song about "I ll niggas"

No this ain't silver, this is my dilemma

And niggas wouldn't call you bitch, i betcha

I''ll serve you like a waiter even if we go paperless

With canons hanging from our necks like it's a mothafuckin' circus

I just want somebody i can see

Bitch don´t fuck with me, i´ll murder you that´s for free.

And ll cool j i always respected what he got to say always brought

Brooklyn boy get plenty love, on the turnpike with my philly broad

You ll catch some mean lumps

Real light jab to opponents

Better know my name i,ll be hot in the game/

And reflect on the rap game, i came