This is a song about "Worth shit"

Cause your life is never what they tell you its worth

We gotta get back to what really matters

I know my calling's worth like phone card

This for my niggas that really rap hard

Honey, you’re worth the price

Fresh ass mike's, my rollie on ice

Every night spent lonely, no memories worth holding,

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring

Probably wave goodbye at the same time

That he wasn't shit and he wasn't worth a dime

Nothing i'm worth shit they don't say it

Cause now you got me hopped up on that

Couldn't find a thing worth fighting for,

That's just the beginning of war

Get a piece of pussy then take my niggas to shop

Boy, hasnt anyone told that you aint worth shit, no prolly not