This is a song about "Me being the next eminem"

{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her

You'll never catch me in the next man's sweater

Do me a favor please get off the next man dick

Listening to aston martin music music

Eminem for complexity, jcole for the flow

Friend or foe, niggas still can't tie the lace though

Whoever want it, they better note that i’m so focused

One for my well being, the other pushing me to the brink.

I remember when i used to bust a mack with my eyes closed

And ask the person next to me to apply a chokehold,

Call me the next dirty dozen with a boeing going renegade

Cause by then it's just too late, there's so much we can take

Out in the district they selling water and buying pistols

You claim you the next eminem, bitch you just skittles

Everybody wants to be the next eminem

I’ll catch my breath a little, money alright where i’m from