This is a song about "Worth"

I know my calling's worth like phone card

Dick soft as fuck, but somehow i go hard

Permanently focused, learning while i'm going

Every night spent lonely, no memories worth holding,

That’s just something worth writing

Get off a key like i can’t sing

I try to improve my style but shit's not worth

Better yet they work my every nerve

Razor grips, laser spit

And i know that he's worth it

Numb nothings that think they worth something

I was born to do the damn thing

Me ahead of the curve knowing just what i worth

Is probably filled with some other niggas numbers

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

Maybe it your work, maybe your lack of worth