This is a song about "None the les"

Tho my eyes on the top, dont regret none of that.

Fourth quarter, that sack; fourth ward in all black

I hate that you all sit and stare but none have the guts to get up and stand

I'm your favorite rapper, fan, it's an honor to shake my hand

Of victory, and the synergy was down to none/

So just let me get it, girlwhen it's all said and done

Cause when the curtain are closing,none of you gonna rise above me.

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

They want fun and the fame, when underground rapper are turnin thr tab-les.

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

Thats a fact/none regard the aftermath

Everybody coming home deserve a white benz