This is a song about "Just like you"

But there's nothing else inside

Just to make you feel like you are white

Swear this closet full of heat, bitch i never need a match

Mad, just like max, you must be glad you had a patch/

So you just do you like you do and you believe you made it

What the fuck? that's your fucking brother? i ain't with that jerkin' shit

Money on the floor, throw it on a broad

You walked like you just might fall, on the sidewalk

I'm told that i'm just like you,

Straight bad bitches i run, through

Fire is alive and breathes, just like you.

She better shed a couple tears when she come through

I'm just glad i'm not a faggot like you

I'm trend-setting, despite of an awful debut

Hopin' that my niggas see

Like you said "you just want sympathy."