This is a song about "My ex stopping me see my kid"

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

I earned my spot, nothing free,try n mock, cant quite copy me, theres no stopping my spree

Thank fuck my ex use to moan tho

Where they find me, 16 on death row

I don't know what you heard about

My ex-hoes keep ballin out,

The shit is so bare, my diary isn't hid

If it was up to me, you'd be raisin my kid/

Now music is my passion... stopping me is beyond too late,

Do it with no effort, now lets effin' celebrate

Me and my nigga kid, sometimes we talk each other kickin',

So get your glass lift it up in the toast position

That's motivation, my people living wicked

The law keeps stopping this problem kid

See dre did scotland and everybody jocked him

It all started with my mom's ex boyfriend tim