This is a song about "Look at all my niggas"

Look at my druggy history, i play no trickery guaranteed,

Niggas clocking dollars don’t know how to read with mouths to feed

Clips in the play clothes

Look at my folks, we're all jokes,

Sippy cup full of whip creamed hot chocolate

Look at all this money, ain't that some shit

You know if you was harder than me then you'd be lead

Slowly look at my opponent worthy of defeat

Look at my gallery , those who i've challenge are all victims of battery, and forget

But then they'll have an accident and pick up another mani went to the bank to cash my check

No love at all no love for my natives at all

She suck my dick while i'm on a call

These niggas look at me like im not sublime

Ye' and killa cam', the world is mine

Look at all the hoes you losing

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win