This is a song about "Little mind made men"

But come into my little mind, and a "fuck a shady" thought alines

He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live

But put it in slow-mo, i don't want to bust the tape yet, press play

On family day, i'm made to play, 'till ignorant men fade away,

How is it that little nigga like me made it too my dreams

Indeed, the flow raw just the same as my levi jeans

Tell me i ain't god's son, nigga mom a virginwe got evicted had to leave the burbs, back in the ghetto

And just maybe i will go easy on you little ( g ), cause your raps are ( o ), made my comp blow

I made up my mind, on 24th august i was gonna tell her.

An understatement said that k. lamar was under pressure

But i'mma build it ground up, let's again

I had never fit in with the men.

I'm raymond for rap when it's raining men

Shit, i use the same line, like i did again