This is a song about "Wit me"

So let me re-frame like a old picture wit a new face

Love the game though this is coming from a different place

Ill be wit the people who sparked me, when the wind was blowin hardest

Bad bitch mac lip she a actress have her in the coup suckin on the gear shift

You messin wit da truth,

Niggas couldn't fill my shoes

Or let the mob handle that

I bleed for thats who im rolling wit

But i'm a dreamerhave you ever seen a nigga who was strong in the game

Weren't rockin wit me when i was a lame, but now i got big and you ain't the same.

It's hard to have american pride when most of your money's made out of them lies

Don't matter if you do beat me down,i'll rise and come at you wit a surprise

I am in the firecracker mode dont fuck wit me alone you fuckin wit me alone

Sang sittin there kickin it with malcolm, 'til the day camelittle latasha sho' grown

First one to spot you and i ain't telling nobody

There ain't gonna be, no reason, speakin wit me