This is a song about "Zero gr"

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

Or school and the zero shits i'm giving,

Zero tolerance, hero's faltered with bad decisions filtering their conscience ness

... a white lie to a eighth try; try of success till my lies become my only success

I got about zero fucks to give bro,

But seemingly believe it though

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

How are you gonna diss me, you literally have zero props

And true i’ve seen better times cause i’m getting dough

Got zero look at me i am the hero.

Even though hes a zero

This shit ain't nothing new though

Be it spoken sugarcoated or zero coca coke, you're still just livin', dreaded fodder

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

Let's sweat out this alcohol, bet i'm about to ball

Whack rhymes, weak beats, no fans, zero likes, most of all,