This is a song about "Mr proof"

Yea, smoking loud enjoying my youth

Second i give into proof,

The cracked up mirrors in your house show proof

When they hear me rocking the groove

Don’t believe me? look at l, pac, big, and proof,

That man there throw wale on the shelf and i lose

Shouts to mr rizzo

Graduated from rosé, addicted to blow

Dnt believe me, just wait for the proof,

Now concentrate until you get the juice

Rapping roulette, this life is a drug

Mr. rebel don’t give a fuck

Pathological liars even know i'm the truth

Im on that happy juice, i'm master proof

We buying they hoes bags, getting they bitches shoes

Im trash cuz im white i dont need proof