This is a song about "That s just me"

And this baby daddy, is new to the family

Im just hoping that you dont underestimate me,

That bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

Till the game`s over they are still watching me

God mc oh my god you gotta see

Just hoping that you sing about me

I'm a son of gun

And that´s how it has begun

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

Like s b meets the wutang, gotta get that creamery

I just feel betrayed that there ain't no love for me

Surrounded by the irony of living in the city

Scratch my back all of that it get s me crazed

And i feared that my fans say i failed