This is a song about "I make my songs out of nothing"

Shots, they back and forth

But better when i sing songs

People dislike my stance, the lyrics in songs,

Run a cartel like a real rick ross

I make many enemies when my entity comes out to play.

Forgive me lord, it feels like i commit a sin a day

As you niggas, niggas get familiar with the art of loss

I got three albums tell the dj to spin it and they playin my songs

It's nothing but a motherfucking undefended free throw

That’s why i try to be real in most of my songs so,

But i can make 'em afraid of every sight of my fist

If i ain't get em yet, believe their name is on the short list

It's enough to just make me wanna jump out of my skin

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

Loadin out with my rap service, let it out on the pad i make the whack versions

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference