This is a song about "Many"

Went through grievance through many seasons, fought many demons

Have you with professional killas, chasing hits

I hate rap like kramer hate blacks

Cuz i got too many stacks

I dont care how many words,

That try to chase these skirts

So many mollys i hurled

Just woke up and screamed, fuck the world

No telling how many rappers

Let's enjoy our younger years

I give up my light like an interracial couple wit a child

So many protests and violations of the laws many were exiled

So many times i see

And niggas flashing crazy

They say he the key to my blessings

Even after many years