This is a song about "Women being treated like props"

Or if it doesn't get props, comments and stuff like that

I'm from the number one place on the map

I live the street life, ya heard? guns, money and birds

But he'll still be treated like shit by you impostors.

Treated like a stranger in my straitjacket

We gonna ball all year, nigga know that

Lookin' at me, now they know my face

Like a women who loves to chase

Find your number in my phone and don't know what be goin wrong

People treated me like that cause i wasn't as strong

I ain't fiending for my track's props like pins and needles, knitting evil.

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

Wit my kin that i came in wit

You treated me like shit

To asking women about how your hot to being a bitch bragging then to judging

With feelingsthis a mans world youngin'the bitches in businessso learn a 'lil something