This is a song about "This is for u"

U ain't got the mettle to battle me this is rhyming at full throttle i spit like crazy

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

And i'm still hurtin over pops

Ok this is just for name drops

This is no place for hate

She self made, i'm self made

Baby its hard for me know'n that seein u is so far/

I'm tryna find myself, i'm searchin deep for kendrick lamar

This is the season for noise pollution contamination

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

Preparation is required for this ear hole penetration

Now me, tony, g, and tre got the keys to the nation

It's been a weekend, five starrin' in her underwear

This is for all you motherfuckers out there,

This aint no battle for u its st8 gamblin

She smiles; a niggas full of passion