This is a song about "Sammy youra dead mc nobody be better than me"

I know u are better than me to rap

Money in a bag, stones be yellow as a cat

Ill be able to rhyme better than all my brother's.

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

They say i walk around like i got a s on my chest

So listen here kid this third verse better be better than best

Nobody but each other could be the better half of either one of you

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

Push you into an old lady bagging plastic

So don't be mistaking me for some faking mc,

So don't be mistaking me for some faking mc,

Over 20 homes, but i need a chick

Not mine, i'm with wale, i'm just a tourist on the set

I'd rather fuckin die than be alive and feel dead