This is a song about "Label me proud"

I'm stuck in triangles, looking for my angel

Give me 3 years i'll have a good label

Damn, papa i know you ain't proud

To come and change my life around

My sister and them, all my niggas listening

Show them what label is domineering

As i light one for ill will

They are signed in a label,

My mom makes me feel so proud

Then swag it out, ounces then bags is out

Ma family aint proud of me

While i'm making history

Cooking in a laboratory, hoping i can tell a story

Even without a label i still got a couple bad bitches with me

But some label me as a satirical liar

Baby mothers quittin school, nigga now it's up to her