This is a song about "You ve got nothing on me"

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

I've got nothing to give away, but they're stilling hounding me

That you ain't nothing compared to me,

Trying to catch me riding dirty

Absurd g, chickens clucking for bird seeds

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

My jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap

You aint got nothing on this rap

If you did, you wouldn’t want to be famous

Shady, he's got nothing on us

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

But primetime got nothin on me

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Miami heat has nothing on me / lebron's shot's like a zombie

Lets come up to my city

You ain’t nothing but shit to me