This is a song about "Nothing is eft"

He finally found out how, a slip is nothing

Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string

This whole place is nothing but a big fucking jungle,

Riding shotgun uptown,blowin out the bubble

You wrote that big shit but nothing is related to rapping.

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

Nothing is impossible for him he won't quit he ain't a quitter

And i ain't tripping, my only competition’s the mirror

I've got so much money man nothing is overpriced

Even my critics are saying a nigga name right

They swore that i was all fuckin' nuts like a gay porn

Sometimes i smile and act like nothing is wrong,

Is like nothing else i could recreate for you or ever say.

I fucks with her the long way she don't really wanna' stay

At the age of 16, credit card scam schemes

Silenced, nothing is peachy keen, and so dreams,