This is a song about "Who yall think yall frontin on"

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

Forget yall ima do me everyday yall cant touch me

Niggas with these bombs that yall think yall got

I'd rather not live like there isn't a god

If you ain't about money

With ocd yall cant touch me

Telling me shutup, i’m leaving youthe reason you ain’t even got one

Yall act like yall can't see my my talent, i got skepticism

Yeah that girl is thick, top heavy for days

Im number one yall steady think this is your race,

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

While yall walk down the street with yall halter tops

Yall hate on me and lie so i look bad, yalls shit is spurious

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love