I went trough hell and back people telling me not to rap all it is is just scrap people not believing in me thinking I’m gonna wash up like a piece of paper in the sea why are you hurting me yea you think I can’t rap well I’ll make this song abt you cuz all you do lay around and eat like Winnie the poo acting like a child choo choo when I’m the true blue go get happy or something go catch the flu. your mind is messy just like the zoo two little bad bitches and we say who. ooh your gonna lose the I’ll choose who gets those new shoes goes on that cruise shoot I was on the news mama we ain’t got the money but something funny when you spending it on drugs hanging with thugs just to get a few bucks and that’s why all you do is get high.