This is a song about "Nothing on you"

Udc where he met my mother

You ain't nothing but a vulture

So i banged for a minute

Happen to you , nothing is shit

She hold a nigga down, you deserve them boo

Until there's nothing left of you

Come with me, to madrid thats where real play

Wake up, move on. nothing left to say

You don’t sleep on nothing but a comforter and skull cap

Every visit to neimans, i swear don't even see a tag

But i do quite well with all the bait

// [you show me nothing but hate]

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

Numbing, poke you with a pin... nope nothing.

You nothing but a peasant,

Scrilla fan, oh boy and