This is a song about "Niggas are attacking me"

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

While these fake ignorant niggas are hiring ghost writers,

My niggas are deadly

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

I got these tats all on my arms

Niggas nowadays are diehards

And its just me and niggas wanna smoke wit me?

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

Niggas, y'all think my songs that i write are squeaky clean,

Ay, i got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team

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

Fly nigga couldn't tell me nothing different homes

Fur for fur, baby; baby, you'll go stir crazy

Making sure that all the niggas see me

I got plans for you look in the sky baby

Real street niggas they relate to me