Don't do me like Mac Miller or X Don't do me like Nip or Peep If you ain't fuck with me when I'm alive Stand on that shit when I leave Red cells from mom I might got blood clots from dad bruh I was getting scanned when they told me The India records going platinum I was in the cat scan like my mom was We ain't grow up around guns I turn around and all my guys got one I am so focused on death I am so fucking ready for a problem Ask my hematologist if I give a fuck what a song does Ask my rheumatologist if I give a fuck what a song stream Come to Massachusetts and ask about the guys behind me Two hours my nose bleed I might give my doctor a Rolex I am not the same lil kid who wrote up Code Red All of my women see through me Me and Jeanine are becoming like homies Everyone else looking for opportunities Playing a character looking like Druski I'm getting bigger I be in the gym My manager just wanna see me get healthy Crushing a Adderall with a hotel key Manager saw me I said it was creatine Who the fuck, who the fuck can I blame? I blame Ye for bringing the Jew out in me Blame Wayne, the amount of pussy I eat Blame big pharma for bullying me Blame Nic for the shit I put in my teeth Blame Em, for being obsessed with Kim 'Cause that's how I am w Jeanine Man who the fuck Who the fuck can I blame? I blame Brooke for tryna make Nat a hater Blame Ashley for the cash I gave her Blame Lindsay for my addict nature Blame Courtney for the introduction of pills I wrapped in wrapping paper Rappers wanna sneak diss me I hear the shots they missed me Nothing worse than a almost 40-year-old Trying to be trendy Throw in the fucking towel You got a son, be a good father There's no way that kid respect you Trying to dress cool tryna be popular This ain't high school no rewinding Money don't make you highness All of them gay jokes make us wonder What are you hiding? When you was in high school It might have felt cool bullying the young ones These days we don't fuck w bullies 'Cause we know where it stems from Just cause your dad ain't love you That is no excuse to be like that I got a real big pet peeve with men Who barely had a dad And they still blaming him for their own qualities They fucking lack Ask my mom how dad did me I still learned how to be a man Shout out Millyz and Bia's camp Massachusetts got real demand Moufy taught me put 3s in hand Cousin Stizz had my high school lit Daily battle with my mind and dick I fuck a bitch but I don't like the bitch These comments say I'm on drugs and shit Nobody knew I was fucking sick I didn't even wanna talk about this shit But y'all wanna know my life, right? Tokens looks so tired That's a joke, but not in my life Pink is better my dad died My last album, my mom's mom I turned in this album, the same day My manager's dad bruh I hate feeling like bad luck I'm tryna be happy when cash come I'm tryna be happy with platinum Hard to be happy, I'm dad's son Eminem dropped my name If that was y'all, y'all would've milked that But that man saved my life when I was 7 I can't forget that I'm talking to Trill, Lamar, Zaafir Like yo how can I give back? I can't be one of these white motherfuckers Blowing just a dip rap I can't be one of these clowns Who only wanna work with big acts 16 features and I paid for none Can you say that? Never made a song I ain't wanna make Can you say that? Promised mom I'd give 400k Can you say that? They say how can you talk bout dad like that After he's through? No matter how hard it is to say I just value the truth I just value my mom and how she raised me Through my youth Cause I was eight, praying that she don't End her life when she want to My sister called me while hallucinating I said please don't move Only grew up with women so I could never Treat women like you I've met some rappers with their arm around a girl Like they're in love The second that they leave the room He cracking jokes bout how she fuck That made me wonder if this rap life's meant for me Or am I tweaking? But I'm so supposed to be here It just took me time to peep it I hope I ain't leaving