This is a song about "Prove"

The message that i'm urged to prove:

Yea, smoking loud enjoying my youth

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

Would you be running with crews or have somethin' to prove,

Heard this for certain, but i'm working in curtains like surgical surgeons that do lose

They're damaged living lavish claiming they can handle savings but fail to prove

Niggas mostly assume, niggas make up they news

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

You got to dissin me, i'm simply just respondin to prove

Always keep it up to date, that's why the hoes choose

This will prove im a lyrical mastermind,

And screaming i guess them nightmares as a child

Now concentrate until you get the juice

They want the truth/ but false is what they prove/

How many verses i gotta murder to prove

Bail hard but balling 50 on them pretty shoes