This is a song about "Who me"

Shit with our whole family

There is no rapper who can diss me

Could i make you my baby

Who could be hiding over there? (me!)

Third ward general, young cash money

Filled with larceny, who want parts of me?

I'm adored by who loves me

Or you'll drive me crazy

I got a father who believes in me

It was just another party

Call me lazy, i ain't your baby

Who the fuck think they can stop me.

Who thinks they're as psycho as me?

Your wrists don't glist, get the pots out baby

 but that would make me who,

And all the shit you went through