This is a song about "That s not me"

My niggas'll probably clown me if i told 'em that i kissed you

Hopefully with honest intentions that do not lead me askew,

Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun

And that´s how it has begun

It ain't personalstrictly business, baby

So fuckin real that not even myself could top me

I bet this brother be a better oneif i upset you don't stress never forget

That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get

Like s b meets the wutang, gotta get that creamery

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

Least not by me, that says a lot

I fucking hate this job

Left my uncle in prison for 15 years no one paid

24's on that escalade and ya' chick in the back, gettin' laid,