This is a song about "Meek mill"

How come he's not in counseling? fucka's loud while he's sound asleep

She was popular, but i was shy and meek. a boy viewed as weak.

Dump his dead body outta my pick up truck

They offered me a mill, just starin' at the old duck

You fumbled in a drill, young man get on the hill

I am sorry but you got grinded by my mind mill,

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

Cop the .357 and 9 mill- i don't fuck with even digits

I used to be the most humble until

When i was nineteen i really had whole mill

Is probably filled with some other niggas numbers

And god says the meek will inherit the earth.

I can be meek unless you keep me from my mill, you'll get destroyed

Cause i got a lot of hair on my booty but that's beside the point

Rapping with meek mill and the whole entire dream chasers.

Backwoods don’t do papers, that was just for my haters