This is a song about "Your not"

You're trying to raise 2 bad kids on your ownand there's no way i can pay you back

I'm not your nigga i'm not your buddy i'm not your homie, i just get on rap pad

Let me attract your attention that you're ''singing'' not rapping, not rapping

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

I'm not gonna bleed you, for your idiocy,

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

The ice ain't really nothing to her

And i'm not your average rapper

I'm not an asshole i just don't give a fuck a lot

It messes with your head, it makes you someone that your not,

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

Youre not ready,still casting your bullets

Sorry, not impressed by your partly... choppy text

Millie on my neck, thumbin through that check

Kinda pop tart, when i bite into them red

Your friends say, why we not together yet