This is a song about "Worthless men"

With canons hanging from our necks like it's a mothafuckin' circus

You servant,to the industry when your skill is honestly worthless,

Hit your block with a glock, blog that

You worthless piece of shit

I had never fit in with the men.

Marshmallows inside my pen

Niggas talk with limited service

I killed them cause there life is worthless.

Speak a few words to assure the church he was worthless

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

All my niggas get together to gather loot

Your worthless man, just like fuckin canned food.

Gold mines for lines but sometimes i find that i feel worthless

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

Cause says that i am just a worthless

Let me teach you all the sounds of love