This is a song about "I might not be"

Take it or leave it might not be right

Tonights gonna be a fuckin' fight

I'm not playing, i might as well be making a bomb

As: i’m layin’ in the cut waitin’ for your mom

I wanted the money and never the fame

I might be new to this rap game

You'd admit, that i am so fortunate i might be a crucifix

It's no drought were i be, bitch no police, here's fire wings

I promise i might be okay

I make forty-some dollars a day

There might not be a single friend that's in my (freaking) will

This rozay, wale, gunplay, and that nigga pill

Suggest you take a seat. might not be able to stand on both feet.

And over beef you laid to rest like you was gettin some sleep

For you the motherfucking pain just might not be,

I'm in love with a woman who is crazy