This is a song about "Your their for me"

Witness me strapped with macs, knew i wouldn't play thatall you old rappers trying to advance

Cos their mummies and their daddies left a foutune for their little craps

That desperate look in your eyes lets me know for sure this

My marble floors are killing, gold cars are so relentless

Supportin' my baby girl just like daddy

And never ever leave me, they'll give their life for me.

And it's 2 clips, i get out to play for

Cannibals are waiting for their dinner

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

They judge you for your life style while they drink away their problems at the bar

Stay with me for too long and your teeth will decay

Can't flex i hit the blunt more than once a day

Your thinking your rhymes are to much for me

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Consumin' all your cash for their own priorities

But you ain't never pleased, maybe you should leave