This is a song about "On my ones"

So i try to verse the worst one first before the dope ones try to steal my throne

Tell the lady in the liquorstore that she's forgiven, so come home

The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love

No yo never have so stop pickin on the little ones

Watch the ones that are shady,

Don't worry bout a thang baby

This burn mark on your jeans don't match the ones on your flesh

Becoming a good rapper ain't that easy of a process

Together all the timethought it was true love

Why do we look so down on stack of ones?

And notice that no ones having ya protected,

I said boss and i meant that; advance, you spent that

What preceded was the clue

// [we're the ones who made you]

Don't want to be the king

The ones that just wanted something