This is a song about "Rappers these days"

So many emotions people go through these damn days

So they just keep going, saying nigga in his face

These days we praise martin

If you wanted a date, don't come

That's just how it always seems to happen these days

Got fixation for that home simpson phrase

Leavin' these rappers spittin curses

Felatio fetish, broads know me where i live

Yeah hail mary full of grace

It seems thats all i have these days

I'm tired of battling these wack ass rappers

Guns everywhere, like the car came with hammers

These days, can i get a muthafuckin witness

Now momma told me be careful who you love

With g's in my pocket

These days, i'm still going at it