This is a song about "Rhimes rapped for me"

You don't drink, more for me

And now that i’m getting money

That you can blame me for

The shit that i spit is more

Over all i rapped as a relief, cause

Run a cartel like a real rick ross

I swear they think i'm crazy

Check please, a feast for me

I am only a man and i don't know what to think

I dreamed of being that cool kid who rapped without a blueprint

Because before i rapped, all i did was stick out, and produce moans/

Now son is the only onegrows up in adoption homes

He was never there for me

You a lady boss, now you fly free

Like it was meant for me/

Ain’t no doubt that shit is crazy