This is a song about "Rihhan b"

Fuck that nigga, i am the party

Rap is music with real substance b

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

Ain't rapping like i was another slow b/

I don't need no props b/

I got bigger problems baby

Look b**** don't speak on my kid again,

I got 800 invisible men

I be gettin' money

I dare you, come at me b

But you just listen to whats supposed to be "cool" b.

Grandma called, see me on the billboards around the city

Now hire about street schemes, and getting blood money

So much gold, they might as well call me midas b

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

Has taken four years to just put out an album, b