This is a song about "You aint be me"

Mr. underdog and this is not a bark

And let me tell you this we aint drifting apart,

Tryin to torture em to tell, i'm gettin mailbut ain't nobody sayin much, the same old nuts

But i aint even mad, cuz if i dissed you back you would be ruined and furious

I'm back chillin with a friend of mine

Ya aint hear me for' must be a crime

And you ain't bothered a bit now, baby

You motherfuckers aint shit to me

Yofti! aint you so glad you got me?

And i'll tell you, baby, it was easy

You aint seen the best of me

We ain't hear to hurt nobody

Fuck fame, fuck money

You aint shit youd never beat me