This is a song about "I still got it"

Whipping whatever i, 460ls you

Ye i moved and still got nothing do

Roll it up and ensure that everything's fat

Got gold albums or not, i still did affect rap

Still no matter how much i love it, i still wish i never started,

I’m gonna pop some tags, only got twenty dollars in my pocket

So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love

I still got shipments of sentences under my blankets 'n mattress

On award tour, on excursions, i'm a virgin of swap meets

Hairs away from qualifying, still got free lunch, that's how it feels,

I still keep it indie, y'all worried the dow slim

Starvin artist i still got more bread than him

I hope it still got a

You're fucking with me, nigga

College to prison, understand it, knowledge and wisdom

- you've got an army that'll fight for you but still i come