This is a song about "She doesn t care"

If god doesn`t exist then who do i pray to

And if i gotta settle for a piece of you

Your raps don"t even rhyme!

Fight for what broad, these hoes ain't mine

Supportin' my baby girl just like daddy

I’m tryna be low key to keep my self out of t

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Guess you could call me by my name b double o t.

I need to free them

I wouldn´t diss my own mum,

Sunglasses, hairstyle fashion doesn`t really matters

There was a time when they hated all the southern rappers

In this rusty cunt, that won a cup in collectin' dust

The sickest people couldn''t have even imagined

We don't believe you, you need more people

This is d j t j's sequel