This is a song about "Nothing to me"

// [you show me nothing but hate]

A 45 trey deuce spade sprayed, you stayed

Nothing left of me to be distinguished

I'm ready to hit 'em with this gift

Anxieties attacking me, and nothing is relaxing me.

But real freaky in tha darkplus i got some enemies, baby

Steak dinner everydayfor the moviemy life is like a compton play

Not a fan of me? well fuck you, you aint gotta listen to nothing i say,

Like hoes down in magic city

Ya know nothing bout me

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

Ain't nothing surpassing me

Your wrists don't glist, get the pots out baby

You ain’t nothing but shit to me