This is a song about "Leaving this and gonn try to get rich"

And if you get shot get help cause im leaving

Think we can fit ten in, bowls packed with everything

To let this girl be, try and let it diffuse,

You gotta pay attention in order to pay dues

You wonder how it feels to walk a mile inside tha shoes

I'ma try to rhyme and get through, i'm documenting the truth

To get rich and famous,

Is there any love

Well fuck you bitch try and say that when i'm rich and famous

And nowadays niggas stand behind em like clive davis

But i got two platinum artists, at the same damn time

I will try and promote this through my ability to write rhyme

God forgive and we don't, keep my circle small you can't get in my crowd

I try and try and try but always fail to get away, from my storm cloud.

This ain't mine, it's ricky, but shhh don't tell my bitches

Get murked when i aint try to even rap to this.