This is a song about "Mf uhh"

I make music for a reason, didn't vote obama

Thats is what happen when m.a.c run on you uhh

Stepped out on her and she love a nigga still

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

Uhh these rappers aint shit now a days,

And i got them gold bottles, first place

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

Uhh, look at me and look at yourself and see the difference

Thought this was forever love

Uhh, its the ten hack commandments

But oh i can’t stay away, not never, your my home, home, home

Uhh im underated but i got multimillion dollar songs on my phone,

You made me wanna

And i can see the roof. uhh.

Check it uhh, yeah put your iphone down

No reason to be around