This is a song about "Welcome to the rap game it s survival of the fitest do or die look i was gonna go easy on you not to hurt your feelings but i flow demonic"

As i take you through a ghetto nigga's lullaby

I'll make it through, it's hard to see the light, but it's do or die,

I'm selling wisdom, just try and listen i'm tryna get you

Do it 'til i die as the greatest rapper ever to

He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live

I'd like to apologize in advance if i hurt your feelings

It's no drought were i be, bitch no police, here's fire wings

Look, i was gonna go easy on you not to hurt your feelings

But i wasn't ready to look in the mirror, but wasn't ready for my father to die,

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

Insane to ignore the risk, but its survival of the fittest

Haters just hate but yet they don't know squat like a leg lift

Spawn isn't gonna go as easy on you as i did, girl/

Wait, i heard about you from that other nigga earl

I'm not talking m3's, but this is your survival lease

Pressed in timeswe busted like bubbleswith the police