This is a song about "U have no edge up"

I have no self determination, but im always up for rhyme elimination,

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

We must, be the flyest of southerner men

Locked up in a cell ain't have no cake for them

I love u so much i guess u have other plans

They say hip-hop's dead, i believe it's just the fans

It's pain in my eyes but these yves saints blind you to look

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

& no one'll understand the words that you're u u uttering uttering.

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

If u wanna have some fun,it's no time

Guess that means you can never be mine

She wanted to fight at first

No lie girl, u light up my world

She said i'm ready to fuck

First u gotta stand up,