This is a song about "Who i em"

And who gave em the right?

Three times cause fate had my side

My raincoat, and gold wrappers, amen

Sick of these lames who thinkin im with em,

Had a crush on way back, i wasn’t vip then

Fighting words to people who can't understand em

See i'm breathing for a purpose

The one who em talks of

Dress pimping-like and toast like less when

Look at these rappers how i rip em/

Odd future wolf gang, wu-tang banging in your system

Who love to dig deep inside ya fuckin' lyrics and twist 'em,

For all the killas and the 100 dollar hoes

Body doze, who ? give em karate blows