This is a song about "Stay away from my nigga"

It's nothing to deny for having such a mind, i'll be having y'all in mind

Feet unda nigga, i gotta stay on my grind live is what we do, hustle and grind

And i be good til the fat woman sing a note

Imma fucking pro, nigga, i stay composed

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

Just keep them out of my basement and away from the tv

To make karma come faster than she normally will

Stay away from the friends cause in the end they all trouble

Taking away from my eyes every scare

When the depth chart came, there was no me there

Writing raps cant stay away from the addiction,

Caught up and slipping for fearing a mcdonald’s position

We ain't on the court but everything is getting boxed out

I gotta get away, but there's no where to hide from my storm cloud.

At the tender age of 12, and you feel that no one cares

Blade in my hand time flowed like sand and i was far away from wealth,