This is a song about "They know point me sticking around"

No it ain't easy

They just know the fake me

Talking like they know me/ but little do they know

My new flow bought hublots below zero

Serving gumbo with a shovel, dog i'm on another level

I was raised around white people,believe me i thought they were evil

Ask around about me, niggas know i spit that real shit

So i threw it in a rap so i'd remember that

And mack maine rap, sing and manage, uhit's young moolah baby

Yet another stress point but they won't get control of me,

They were living to strive, two stories with a main point

You niggas under cars you should be unemployed

Yeah, i see they looking at me like they know me

You never gonna forgive me, but your so damn pretty