This is a song about "Papi aint shit"

Well, i can handle that

Making me think my life aint shit

Uhh these rappers aint shit now a days,

Lookin' at me, now they know my face

And my only fear's a wedding ring

This aint no fake shit that i'm writing

Wakin up with a crooked smile but aint shit outchea funny

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

You motherfuckers aint shit to me

Whole ride hazy tell her don't drive crazy

You, you, you have to pay for that

Aint this shit easy, talkin big shit

I aint lettin' you win with your shit

Malcolm x: get yo hand out my pocket