This is a song about "On my knees"

I'm hot breeze, snot sneeze

I begging on my knees,

No matter how low you go you're not lowlyand i, hear that you made a few enemies

But ima just shrug it off,you aint on my level you dont even come to my knees

I fell on my hands, and she fell on her knees

Y'all know that nigga in the movies

Me and my niggas swarm on you like the killer bees

My ill speak leave ya week beggin on ya knees

A favorite of my homies when we floss on our enemies

On that day, i held her hand and got kneeled down on my weak knees.

Me, on my knees, praying to stop being a slave and waiting,

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

The pavement tastes like iron and there's stains on my knees

Lyrically or physically, step to me, you rest in peace

Gettin weak all in my knees

Inferior, but i'm nice