This is a song about "Me against the world"

Chillin' in pajamis, waitin' on the first

I'm doing this for me, so fuck the world

You can form coalitions against me...

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

How little hugs can turn to draws offered

The world around me, more and more blurred

It seems like the world is testing me

We came.. way too far pretty baby

It seems like the world is testing me

Whole ride hazy tell her don't drive crazy

And just imagine how the world changed me,

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

Me against the rest of the worlds it's

Weight stand out like pimples and cold-sore lips

Aye rich, another 5 on the g men

So the world pissed me off again