This is a song about "So jsut go cry"

They cry and say he was perfect, let me go ahead and rake

Where every recipient, property of the state

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

Ah chew,excuse me allergic to the bullshit go cry in the corner boo hoo

My cat jsut says meow

Bad bitches get low right now

I hate when thugs die, so i let out a smug cry,

Have a toast for tha homiessee we both gotta die

So when i utterly destroy you, try not to cry like a little bi...scuit

Can i meet that, where you be at, everybody try to beat that

So much pressure in this life of mine, i cry at times

My dough in flipmode, what up to busta rhymes

Cant escape, so they go

Y'all niggas come last, i'm first though