This is a song about "People who use me"

Whole ride hazy tell her don't drive crazy

Got a reputation, from people who don't know me

I'm in dulles waiting on luggage - luxury baggage

Hungry is what i titled to people who feed me with knowledge

Better yet a genie baby make ya first wish

Of people who will chop me up like slaughterhouses

Time after time, again and again

Fighting words to people who can't understand em

It's ironic cause i always hear you talking about one

People say solution is patience, i rather use persuasion.

For all my people who be knowing me clever

The plight of a rapper or whatever

So i ain't giving a fuck

People will use u up,