This is a song about "No mercy"

Lord have mercy i act a fool, maybe i need to go back to school

I grew up with nothin, it hurt me to see my mother poor

Aiyyo, them niggas from the three two, said i can't breeze through

Could be worse, you deserve mercy, i'm purposely sparin you

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

If you're beggin for mercy ya barkin up the wrong tree, rap obviously ain't yo cup of tea

Cause after all there's that mercy i talked about inside

I'm a geophyte, move under the ground til i can see the light

And i need you to show me love

Champagne no chain no diamonds

Back in the day the south showed no mercy for blacks

Dope sneakers and dope speakers for fly cats

I'm hot breeze, snot sneeze

No no no guarantees