This is a song about "People doubted me everything i do"

I love my onesand now i put blood on yousnatch money from you

Mom and dad are on my dick bout everything i fucking do

Michael i love you with everything that i have left in me,

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

Is it the money or my marriage or media peace

I hate the way you can do everything you please

Why'd you slang crack? cause i had toa nigga gotta pay the fuckin rent

Do everything in my power cause you're something i want to protect

Im serious and curious you doubted me but im still spitting

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee

I know people loved everything you said against me ''i am a motherfucker pussy

You made me despise everything i became,

Brings alotta joy buggati boy thats lane to lane

Now jordan iii my shoe, double m g my crew

Youre everything to me i cant live without you