This is a song about "Television love"

While you fucking with mei'm a self-made millionaire!thug livin', out of prison

I set the bowl of cereal down on the table and turn on the television

'cuz stereotypes on television make 'em think i'm wealthy,

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

Mercy is for the weak when i speak i screamafraid to sleep; i'm havin crazy dreams

White fences and all the material things, couple of nice cars big television screens,

Yet the things that i love

And now it's clear as this promise

I put you over my money, all of my nice kicks

On television all we see are just these rich white kids,

// [ha! bitch you get (no love)]

And i can't help but notice

You feel it from your head to your toes

Love rapping love sneakers above those

I feel my work ain't enough

All because i can't feel love