This is a song about "Rappers coming up"

I'm just a young and up-and-coming rapper who's got nothing/

If they not talking no bread than we ain't listening

You're coming up short of my kneecap, midget,

I bet they thought they'd never see a big gone good

When i said i'm up and coming a wasn't telling porky pies

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

But i ain't listening

Im the best thats up and coming,

Now hey little mama

Coming up in the impala.

But i'm coming up fast, rappers better stay clear/

Close your eyes bitch, i'm all in your ear

Is young roy baby up and coming

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

Scoop pills, 5 g's on a phone bill

Cuz im coming up still,