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

Sticking y'all and hitting raw with liquid swords, give me more,

I still got your letters laying in my dresser drawer

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

But i know they just want me.

Sticking y'all and hitting raw with liquid swords, give me more,

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

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

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

Had to know around me wasn't who the world revolved though

And my bitch is the type of bitch that's all about that dough

Hit the club she drop it low

Point em out bitch i want to know

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money

And anybody who fucks around and thinks they can go dissin' me,

Waiting holding her stomach but holmes would never find out

They wanted me to kneel or getting push around