This is a song about "U aint nothing"

By the little camera thing on the fuckin' mac book

If u had just told me nothing would have gone right but u took

The time is now, on everything

I aint giving u room for breathing

Black ghost, white driver, such an oreo, i'm thinking out loud

Pennitentary nothing but bars and you aint gettin out

Chickens and waffles instead, and right back to this balling shit

My minds eyes interlaced with, some shit u aint never tasted

Dont compare urself with em... u aint got that mod!

Say the word and i'mma give you what you want

Bt i know one thing that i'm nothing widout u

Soon to smoke em by the yard till my lungs can't get through

Now move back over here to the right

Why lie if u aint got shit to hide

If you aint cool with me i aint cool with u

But is it really cocky if you know that it's true