This is a song about "Label me prou"

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

Look for that label, hope soon maybe april.

They label me a discriminanter so they discriminate against

Leasin' a vehicle quick enough to see people that don't even exist yet

This audemar on my wrist, got it harder than missed

Always a step ahead so label me as a strategist

I'm not looking for a label to sign me,

It's crazy, bitches throwing they pussy

Put the haters on a table, i dont need a fucking label/

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

But booya booya boy 100 bars of death assassinate destroy

And a "way to go" from your label every day looking boy

Africana, black as ghana, be my attire

But some label me as a satirical liar/

People label me as soft, emotional and poor

Sometimes it ain't what's up, sometimes you play the fool