This is a song about "Nothing on me"

I'm a magician so please focus

Shady, he's got nothing on us

Grandma called, see me on the billboards around the city

Anxieties attacking me, and nothing is relaxing me.

Well, the club bout to hear this song

And i keep on moving like nothing wrong

On me rappers got nothing,back of the line is where there shoved in

If a period is late then i will mark it with a question

Nothing for me to cut them bitches loose/

One time for the girls with the right shoes

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

But understand nothing was done for me

Um tom frazier, new lebron haters

Y'all doing me nothing but favors

You don't know nothing about me, you're ambivalent/

But let me be 100, see monogamy's redundant