This is a song about "Who dis"

Prps cover my eight’s, uhh, lemme switch my pace

Cause dis iz ma turf, ma base

Cause dishonesty is not my of my pathology, modesty is dude,

This monster that lingers in me so abs#truse to conjure up these sentences of dis#pute

Dis not an emergency but could possibly be perversity

Now you stuck up in my mothafucking basement all bloody

Hustle 24 hours fo dis country money

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

No fiction, mentally dis function,my mind talks why should i mention

To dis the opposite then ask if the brother's done

You know i love my team, but they couldn't see my vision