This is a song about "It all about me"

Tell me, would you brag about the cash, you've never had it,

I can say ghettoest ‘cause i come from where metal spit

I don't give a fuck about you 'cuz i'm mocking it all,

Smack 'em out the park, delete their number, that's my last call

But it's not all about me, sorry for the abstraction

That's what i'm screamin when these money hungy cops be chasin

So come against me bitch and see what all my bars are about,

But it don't feel half as good as grandma saying she's proud

Everything about me tops all of them

Shit, i use the same line, like i did again

But i never worry about it cuz they only envy me

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

So now i say goodbye to the old me, it's already gone

All you did was give me pain, thinking about all i did wrong