This is a song about "Prove"

Im gonna rap to prove im good

Call me a product of my own damn hood

Yea, smoking loud enjoying my youth

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

Its cold as shit in this booth

What else i gotta to to prove

And your son was born with cancer and he live in urgent care

I'll attest to the test, improve and prove i fight fair

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

Let me a spit a few and prove myself lyrically

I don't know what you bitches can hope to prove

Silver bullets, purple piff, blue pills, grey goose

My own worst enemy so fuck it either way i can't lose

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

Permanent brain damage similar to tattoos

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