This is a song about "Rhimes rapped for me"

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

Used to clean my rolie chain with alcohol in the sink

What them tippers don't see

When you're preparing for me

Tim rapped on the track, and i felt complete

Translation cause my life is too sweet

Now son is the only onegrows up in adoption homes

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

No disrespecting baby, just tryna make you smile

I built a reputation cause i rapped for a while

Bitch, they call it motor city

You don't drink, more for me

She going to borrow some money

Check please, a feast for me

Of everything to come for me

Do you think i'm crazy, crazy, crazy