This is a song about "Respect the craft"

The drugs he tried to buy. he mined like craft. never laughed.

But still i'm having memories of high speed when the cops crashed

The only difference is it comes back, full effect

This boy's cocky as heck, annoyed cause i got the respect

Ain't shit magic or witch craft

Whether you rhyme slow or the beat fast

As i seenobody cares about my history

Respect is more real, and ambition the key

A lyrical genius, respect is the key

Third ward general, young cash money

Shit, i use the same line, like i did again

Respect for the name cuz im sick of the lame

I got something you've been waiting for

Everybody gon' respect the shooter

Everybody gon' respect the shooter

Good love then i can do that for her