This is a song about "In your presence"

My bitches bad, these niggas mad, i guess it's just what the fame brings

Meaning not present like absence of the wheelchair's presence

I'm reppin' my presence like pleasantness from north to south

I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

My presence be a death sentence to all but my apprentice/

Say trill again ill overdose on vicodin to escape you're presence

Cry, die, tie, then sigh from relief from bottling up too much grief ever since

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

To achieve an impression now continue to convince your presence

You in the presence like a catalyst

Tryna get inside your mind without that night shift

Your only in fight with your damn war

She leave her hair on the floor

They giving pounds and that before get the money

I'm not in your business, your in mine see