This is a song about "You said i was wothless and i d never make it"

Letter to the ghetto, hold your head high

Holla at the g-o-d before you d-i-e,

Rack, rack city shit

Fuck you yeah i said it

I said there only you and me lets make us a duo

Rappers was bullshitting, fuck it i ain't hating though

Droppin jackets on the stripper and every single is fifty

Remember when you would ask me to color and i said i was busy?

And i was gonna make it official,

With a honey in the middle

Gotti here, i’m in this shit

They said id never make it

My parents and family said i can't make it//

My effort is contagious, so check this boa shit

So i called up gordy said bitch was it you

Just me and my two of my dudes, blue man crew