This is a song about "Who me"

It's no longer a new jack city

Those who wish to follow me,

I'm just ridin i done put a thousand miles on my body

Anyone who thinks to take me out should really fear me

Sighting the same bitches who played me

Ain’t no doubt that shit is crazy

Grandma called, see me on the billboards around the city

Anyone who thinks to take me out should really fear me

Who could be hiding over there? (me!)

A-town, nigga, yeah it's trap city

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

Filled with larceny, who want parts of me?

Niggas fuck with your boy, i can make you some money

To all the rappers who forgot me or doubted me

You feeling? who feeling me?

No smilescause ain't a thing funny