This is a song about "Nobody relates to your shitty ass music drake no guy has ever been on a period"

When slick rick was spittin la-di-da-digaming the hoochies at the neighborhood block parties, i remember

Recently been listening to a lot of jay z, lately been thinking he's the greatest mc, ever

Black on black nikes that represent the lifeless lives

No need for a punk ass nobody music engineers

But the past has no anchor and its silly to think it ever did

And nearly choked when he'd tell me not to smokedaaamn, don't get me started

My bitches ballin' to the maya moore's, yes

Because he has nobody, no one to impress,

You have this letter

To be the first guy ever

And here's the fact that i'm fighting back using music to expose your ass

All i wanna do is sit back and watch you move and i'll proceed to throw this cash

A'int nobody like your mother fucking bitch ass,

We fight with these rings with the intention to ever last

Never use the word ours i'm living in the minute

Have you ever been sitting in a room with no food.