This is a song about "So what"

A nigga so wack even yo mamma know what the truth is

I’m just a young nigga caught up in this rap business

I know you're mad, but so what

I'm stunting, got em sick to their stomach

So i done do that, and i ask you guess what?

And i ain't shallow, material things suppress bad luck

What makes my raps flow so cold

Plenty smoke, plenty rolled

See, my bitch is the type of bitch that gotta keep it real

So what made it all the way here what did you lose to take it here

So being different is what makes you normal

This that pulpit, i’m hitting niggas with the gospel

And its simple as that baby

So what influences me