This is a song about "Shadow from chat advenue"

And you won’t have to live in the shadow

Yeah, work, fuck you niggas, pay me though

Been teased by the devil, hated in rappad chat

I'm feelin' like a platter at phillip's when i rap

Without a shadow of doubt i've won

But i get the dough, shit i might splurge on one

I'm in traffic, distracted by the chat that i'm having

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

I'll follow you like your shadow does

Your dad's purple heart now hangs over his ashes

We hang at school and chat every night

They say love is the slowest form of suicide

Came home shit is real niggas still in the trap

Cause me nd you bout to have a lil' chat

Though i know a couple niggas tryna hem my long jeans joe

It ain't with me you're fighting with but my verbal skill's shadow,