This is a song about "Prove myself"

Relying on myself

Bitch, don't mess this up for yourself

Me against you the movie of the year

But i still prove my skill is clear

Niggas die over shoes

What else i gotta to to prove

Call me a product of my own damn hood

Im gonna rap to prove im good

Fuck it, they shrink to fit

An i got music to prove it,

The message that i'm urged to prove:

Dark side of town, baby mama blues

11. there's still a little part of me that needs to prove,

But really i'm just caught in the loop, of understanding the truth