This is a song about "Last month"

Thus contributing to ongoing credit

Barely rapped for a month and i just tear through it

The faker they shakin' my hand

I'm crying because i know i can't last,

But i'm broke as fuck and i don't get paid 'til the first of next month

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

One month later you cornered me in market, you thought i could be an easy target.

Bitch i can't let goi been strugglin' too long, thuggin' too longand niggas is stealing my shit

And, yup, i gave lyrics a reason to want to live

They got the brain capacity of 2 month old fetuses

Wittier than any nigga, sicker then a wino kidney liver

Less than a month together but i wrote love to you as a beginner

Was last year, lookin all clammy

Cause you love me, call me daddy

I'm coming home with you

Last chance came last time now we're through,