This is a song about "Nothing on you"

When im on the mic you can hear nothing but crickets

She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since

And it was nothing to you but hands on my butt

Then to be in my face asking for a rose cup

And every night, believe, we gon' leave with somebody

You got nothing on me so fuck off because imma put u on your knee

Happen to you , nothing is shit

And i give it to y'all, cause y'all respect that

I want nothing more to do with you

And word i blew off herb i grew

You ain't nothing but a vulture

Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for

I can tell you that this tape

// [you show me nothing but hate]

(plexus) "um not to scare you or nothing

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