This is a song about "Something from nothing"

About to have another baby, like a rose from the concretegrowing within, blessed with twins

Everybody judge you for being something, never can get free from the hate and violence

But your golfing says different, your nothing short from cruddy,

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

But i can't just walk away from something so real

Don't shed a tear, cause mama i ain't happy here

And ya section know when any day tecs could blow

You got something to show? i scanned from head to toe,

From the honey to money with nothing comforting left in sight

I was gonna start diggin' into these niggas chest, right

Then all i really want is for her to get on top

Try to pull away from making me seem like something i'm not,

My father came up from nothing won't take the shit from granted

Listen, i'm fishing, you bitch niggas is missing i got that

Blood on your hands from a twenty something man

But you done got thick on a nigga, god damn