This is a song about "Not liddering"

If you need my assistance there'll be no resistance

Can i tell you that im not living, not making right decisions.

Never wrong at any level

Not coincidental

Blacks, whites, and puerto rocs, poor or not,

I get my cake; i love hip hop

Couple of foreign cars that i ride, no top

Are they listening paying attention or not

It's not horrendous, but i'm not a fan of this

Tell em we'll never be but they settle for side bitches

I'm not your nigga i'm not your buddy i'm not your homie, i just get on rap pad

You're trying to raise 2 bad kids on your ownand there's no way i can pay you back

In the clouds looking down, i ain't even in a rush

It's not my fault that you can not handle this cannabis,

Not gonna lie we're not happy family

For shootin' done to you or we're losin' money