This is a song about "You got nothin on me"

But primetime got nothin on me

I'm in love with a lady who crazy

Bitch, i hit one button, my roof open like a hard spot

My mind is nothin' my pride is somethin' that i don't got,

Yea and this is something to think about

You know nothin' about, got shot? walk it out.

I laugh in yo face niqqa you got nuttin on me

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john

Cause you got it going on

//i ain't got nothin' to hide

Couple grand when i rock the night

Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats

So you got three feet on me, i do hating deeds

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Nothin you could say could fill me with envy/