This is a song about "You my everything i had"

Fuck everything? i wanna be rich, i guess i've lost my patience,

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

But still homey keep it real, how does it feel

My mind recieves everything i hear,

I am everything i want to be so feel my wrath

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

We use cakes to get by, by the dudes in blue

Youre everything to me i cant live without you

Just thanking the holy fatherhe made a star and shita youngin still ain't die

Black then i tried to make my exit, i think everything you said was a lie,

Thank you for my wife. for my son and everything i have,

But anyway, give me cash fag, cause i'm low on gas

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

I never questioned i just handed you everything

I told you everything is gonna be alright

Gq told me i'm not the talkative type