This is a song about "Worried bout no"

Mommas worried shit is too stressful

You all niggas ain't even on my level

He suffered, his mother to busy worried,

Niggas is unifying as we speak

I shoot you and kill ya homie, with the same damn nine

Worried about losing you you ain't even mine

Your worried i'm tearing myself apart

See, involvin' yourself is to be a part

As soon as i walk in the door

With no logic just bout who got shot or

Lastly i gotta spit 'bout how you're at no lack of skills

Everybody seems to misread every sentence