This is a song about "You cant compete"

You cant even say anything

Now this is what i call an evening

20 racks really thats sneaker money

Nothing can be cant you see

You cant see me bitches,

She gon get the mils for this

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

You cant even handle 2 bars

Yea you cant wait to chase

Yeah hail mary full of grace

Taking over, you cant stay

For a perfect mother’s day

Cause all i want is you, baby

Cant impeach me, you cant breech me,

You cant run you cant hide , they find you and detach you

I love what you're doin'. i'm just hopin' you continue