This is a song about "I tell em thank you"

Im courtside, wizard game

Tell em i cannot complain

Funeral, check my phone, reacting like its new to you

Go on tell em randy, tell em i would never do,

But quick to get it impaled when i tell 'em stick it

Heating up like may weather, dog i'm on that floyd shit

Cause i ain't really lift weights, i didn't need them

We still got emcees who spread hip hop and i thank 'em,

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

But i thank god that you found me

This for my niggas that really rap hard

I bring the axe down, tell em drop dead, leave em charred

Hostile with them hoes, i got a dollar in my pocket plus a dream

I tell em fuck off cuz im fifteen already addicted to nicotine,

I thank you for influencing me to rap, and my health

The silver-lining couldn't find 'em up on any shelf