This is a song about "The next step"

Step in the battle, then let it go

I mean the shit was all bad just a week ago

Or generate the next line,

I'm like sorry ma, this not the time

Now i pass it on to the next

Half your body laying on my chest

You wake the next morning

Let my angel sing

Then sip on this remy til they turn me up some

Step back and respect the art's fucking origin

That's me spitting this fucking garbage toss

You didn't keep the stage warm, step off!

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

So i step down off the step stool im the next tool faggot rapper/

My real estate sweet, yea ginger bread

Not worrying if i'm the next