This is a song about "It has to be u"

It has to be so known that what sown you have to reap

This is what the devil plays before he goes to sleep

An emotion that has no value and doesn't need to be heard

From the ghetto to the 'burbs, know we meant, every word

Well give me grab iti was born inside a love zonewith a glock-nine young marriage

To be honest u kinda promised to be my prophet, but now im level 90 bitch,

Malcolm x: get yo hand out my pocket

Everyone has the need to freeze it

When i talk about money all you see is the struggle

Mister incredible, has to be credible

I know a bunch of envious niggas don't love my city

And it has to be now, that the cypher camera's pannin' to me