This is a song about "You ain t nothing"

And bijies like im out and

You nothing but a peasant,

Straight g thing, double m g thing

(plexus) "um not to scare you or nothing

Just so happens mine they prefer

You ain't nothing but a vulture

I really love my miami crew

Until there's nothing left of you

When you bluffing, and end up doing nothing

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

Ain t happenin!!! you bitches faker then 8 mannequins

And they sore on hatin' reality that i ignore

All you heard is aye-pext don t hit me no more/