This is a song about "Yall niggas aint fucking with me"

It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for

Fucking with them niggas that don't care about they future,

I'm a fucking rap god, niggas going wear me being crucified on the cross and

If this was a game, i would be considered a mothafuckin' legend

Bail was a quarter mill, they put me in a box

While yall walk down the street with yall halter tops

Niggas try to fuck with me

It's obvious i'm crazy

This is love, nothing else close

You niggas aint got no hoes

It is not hard, swear to god. these niggas ain't real at all

Let me show what i mean with "ghetto", i'll remind y'all,

I wish you luck and if you need me, call

Fucking teachers, what the fuck is wrong with y'all

Tell truth you aint fucking with her

I call her, no answer