This is a song about "Treat me like somebody"

Now hire about street schemes, and getting blood money

I'm burning up, slow-ely. hope somebody notices me.

10th grade, eyes red as shit

I treat my money like its sacred

And panned out, i'm all in love

You off, you treat rap like a business

This trick is a treat for me

Shit with our whole family

Burrowed out in victory for somebody i don't see seeing me

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Dozen try to beat me, i treat em' like spam/

*cough cough*, that's some potent shit oh there go police man

Once as a slave who imagined being free

Act like im no longer a somebody

Parents treat me like a baby

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free