This is a song about "Me and my nigga"

Of better days when you ain't have to settle for whatever played

My nigga told me meditate to teach my mind to elevate

You got ben's arranged money, have a benz or range money

And i aint gotta worry bout that nigga tryna harm me

Listen to me nigga, take my advice.

Married to this rap shit, tell em' throw the rice

Until you fucking comatose, i'll leave your broken bones, i'll hold the throne,

And, i'm sad and alone praying and wishing for my nigga to come home

And leave the scene the way i came herethough some people say it's crazy

When i spit the bars my nigga i feel the energy, the inner me,

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

Me and my nigga kid, sometimes we talk each other kickin',

And i dare that nigga lil' wayne to come to my hood

Got a little too much confidence and seem shook

But it won't make no difference when i rip this verse and collaborate tonight/ and uh

Kill a babysitter and hire a gravedigger for my motherfucking nigga,