This is a song about "Meek mill"

Get my fill on with this grandmother named jill

Im not hard up infact im chill like meek mill,

[8]pelicans briefly speak, this is no world for the meek

Daddy was a kingpin, a couple milli buried

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

Yo bitch love me..... she my number one fan,.... uhh *meek mill*

See your meek, weak and your future is bleak cuz im lebron james and i am bringing the heat.

She's bound to be bitchin if she hasn't got a fix inso... now i lay me down to sleep

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

If i get a mill it's because of my own hunger

I keep the rhymes flowing like a wind mill

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

You little young-ass motherfuckers

And god says the meek will inherit the earth.