This is a song about "You ain t got nothing on me"

Or fuck my enemies bitch, acting bad and getting rich

Cause this is how i feel when i ain’t rappin on the mic you bitch

I've got nothing to give away, but they're stilling hounding me

They hating, patrolling and trying to catch me riding dirty

And no matter what they do, there will never be another you

You got nothing to live for, nothing to look forward to.

A, b-s-t-r-a-c-t, come in smokin' green, talk about a stupid question, you feelin' me?

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

Second song ,second time sayin i ain got time to hate

Where every recipient, property of the state

If you think what you see on t v's bad

And i give it to y'all, cause y'all respect that

I'm in plex, i got to munch you as t. rex,

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense