This is a song about "Jacob bream"

So fuck phoma, tobylain, john five pain to survive

You worthless kid. nigga don't deserve to live

Signing off brother ali, sincerely yours

I lived with poor blacks and poor whites in their neighborhoods,

Megaphones be blaring my bass,

Cocaine, he had that game in a smash

Another victim dissin the towel head/

And i know you miss me tooshe sighed then she said

Now i don’t know if you was trying to check

Basically blood leaked from her head

That medal made of silver or bronze that medal for trying

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king

U ask for forgivness i know we all ain't holy st. john

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton

I wouldn't listen to 'emyour power movement was cool

People label me as soft, emotional and poor