This is a song about "Nothing gainst rachest"

Now mama see that shit on oprah and know that it’s coming

Went from nothing to something now im second to nothing

Either dumb or smokin' dippers or something

Blasts something. pasts exploited for nothing.

So quit banging ya head 'gainst the wall,

Maybe later on i'll give you a phone call

Shoe game bad yeah she might know something

I'm a catch 21, this close to nothing

Come on now your highness, i did nothing,

And my only fear's a wedding ring

When you bluffing, and end up doing nothing

I'm a king.you should kiss my pinky ring

Easy baby my thing tight, but that lotus flower just ain't right

Maybe his hopes were nothing to care about, nothing to excite.

Just to make it in this broadway lights

Nothing that stands out nothing that shines