This is a song about "Niggas are attacking me"

The hoes, the clothes, you niggas are just like clones

Right next to the fat lady hitting high notes

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

Anxieties attacking me, and nothing is relaxing me.

So let me tell you about this guy

Uh the realest niggas are so fly

Real street niggas they relate to me

Supportin' my baby girl just like daddy

And a niggas want me back

My four-four's givin payback

These niggas out here trynna bathe me on

Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john

And its just me and niggas wanna smoke wit me?

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see