This is a song about "You niggas ain t on nothing"

Tell em they mind clippin i give em like 5 minutes

When im on the mic you can hear nothing but crickets

You niggas be ballin, but can't ball on me, like a g

You never gonna forgive me, but your so damn pretty

In a turtle neck, thermal jeans, spit purple wine

Girl no matter what you do you ain gonna cross the line,

I'm at morgan, howard, coppen, trying to find that higher knowledge

Cause this is how i feel when i ain’t rappin on the mic you bitch

You don’t sleep on nothing but a comforter and skull cap

Red beam on it like kano back, high price for the volcano rap

Can’t take no more of your shit cause i can do better without you

You ain't never shed light on nothing that they're going through

And a kid that eats nothing but candy won' t get tooth decay/

If you can make it through the night there's a brighter day