This is a song about "The ones that don t give up"

The door crack, niggas all black

Rat t-t-t-tatted up on my back

The ones that just wanted something

Plus big truckin too it's nothing

Then we cut, look how she say my name

Hold down the ones, that do same

But they don't realize that they're the ones tearing it up

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

I rap for the ones that actully give a dam haha i fu*king dis the ones that

You're trying to raise 2 bad kids on your ownand there's no way i can pay you back

50,000 ones before i hit up the candy

Original meaning of jazzy fat nasty

Give up on yourself put that medal on the shelf

Help me pay my little rent, maybe sit in a benz

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

Separated, me from the ones that was hating