This is a song about "Nigga you in my way"

If you step in my way i'll put you in incarceration

Mr. i-don't-give-a-fuck-about-you what they callin' him

My rhyming's contained in the slightest haze, you couldn't write this way

And get the cake, then i'll tell them that's the winners pay

And you my nigga tho, no hard feelings

I got many chicks, blue and black penny kicks

You fucked up my heart in every single way,

I spend it make it right back on a monday

But put it in slow-mo, i don't want to bust the tape yet, press play

And for my dream i'll catch a body if you get in my way

Cause our run will never be over, not at least until we say

They say they would shoot the pistol at anyone in my way, in my way

If you out there let me hear you say

Are you gonna go my way?