This is a song about "You got no fans"

You too young and you don't know what i'm fightin' for

Ain't no fame, i love my fans just a little more

Kill the jungle let the cats loose

Without you i ain't got no baby ruth

Break every fiber until you got no life

Let me enter your life, lady we can spill our rice

So i gotta get my point across like a snitch would

Aint my fault your fans find you shit sleepy now look

I like rollin' with friends

And you aint got no breasts

Well baby bot there ain't no question

Got no stendos if you want attention

You got no ability

Just to go to liv on a sunday

From everyting that i be seeing you losing tens of fans

But on the other hand i don't understand why you got other plans