This is a song about "Many"

And y’all responsible for many, many battles and wars,

I been laughed at, hated on, no one would even play my songs

I can't see yalet's show these fools how we do it over on this west side

So many protests and violations of the laws many were exiled

Ybm and emp it's like we brothers

So many amateurs

So many people are dyin'

Though uncalled for, they gon drop them

Forgotten by many, cheered by some,

See me as blasphemous for i don't need them

An ipod mind to you walkman guys

No matter how many tries

The day has come, dipset remains the ones

So many massacres, suiciders and arsonists

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

I do too many drugs, and i have too many habits