This is a song about "Rappers are in my way"

Your love in my chest, why was i thinking this way?

There's nothing he can do, he let it get away

As: i forgot it’s mother’s day

Out in the streets is where i learned my way,

Rappers are actors back in the game, just to make a milli,

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

Of being trapped with no way out are common in the ghetto,

Money got me pulling strings, i got that geppetto dough

Too many rappers are on my hit list

Shout out to joe and chris, it's a.p on my wrist

Cuz my raps are way tighter i got a way wider

Don't wonder my hours long and i never tire

My rhyming's contained in the slightest haze, you couldn't write this way

I fucks with her the long way she don't really wanna' stay

And all the extra love that you gave mei wish i could take the pain away

They say they would shoot the pistol at anyone in my way, in my way