This is a song about "This is me kayla"

18 year sentence with no parole

This writers block, is eating me whole

Tell me tell me tell me how is this fair,

I run a 4.4, so they won't catch me there

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

Why this cancer is trying to take my beautiful wife from me.

It's double mg but i'm 'bout that cash money like baby

You all suck, this is easy, this comment screams read me,

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

Not saying this is all about me

Believe me this is where geniuses live

Them haters wishing they could see my demise

They all want a piece of me, but this is

Damn skippy, a nigga getting bitches

And still a nigga made it here

Believe me because this is real.