This is a song about "To my first born"

Making g's was my missionmoving enough of this shit to get my mama out the kitchen and

To emancipate to participate born new candidate born president no longer a resident

When i saw my daughter take her first breath,all i thought of was how to reverse debt

So don't be acting shyi run my fingers through your hairthen i lay you on the bed

My first kill was my neighbor's dog tied to a tree.

Got some pocket change too, now ya workin' baby

I was born to do the damn thing

I said pay me it’s nothing

I feel something change in the weather, and i’m home, home, home

So i try to verse the worst one first before the dope ones try to steal my throne

Cause my crew is the first to the scene

Bitches pursue me like a dream

Before we see it's hard to live

First things first, i need you to forgive

I was born at the bottom, on my way to the top

Everything is good but these haters wish i would stop