This is a song about "Single morh"

A criminal grind mean hustle

Movin from single to double

I must go like fly route

Write rhymes without a single doubt

And not giving one single fuck

Money i make em buck

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

Rural southern trailer parks, single mothers with kids,

A single so common

Ok i hear you talkin

I write every single fight that i have

All she thinking bout is how to take his last

In a single cell as i single out bustin another trillion, what's left to be written,

I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottlesi make mistakes but learn from every one

But never graced a single stage in my

How high? nigga, higher than the kites they fly