This is a song about "Want from me"

Here's what they want from me

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see

Angels fight with devils, here's what they want from me

My mom and pops didn't want me

20 racks really thats sneaker money

Nigga, rap, you fuckin' suck probably

All you that want to get at me,

Take what you want from the story foretold,

And be the last nigga left, then i'll be ghost

All my homies in this thang wish a nigga would

Cause hoes always want a guy from the hood

I was the only one she didn't want parts from

When it come to pistols, these niggas don't john lynch them

As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep

If you want the truth from me i say your #timing is #weak