To Whom it May Concern

I think I’m getting used to this
Can’t pretend that I am new to it
Trashing my name is very lucrative
Why are you running to the papers, there’s no need for that kinda speed
Don’t to act a fool boy I find that very Ludacris
They making threads about how hard I fell
But I’m still ouchea worried about you and I’m wishing Well
You was never really with us from the start I could tell
I’ve witnessed some of my best friends highlight my Ls
I’ve got my flaws, I never would pretend that I’m a saint
I realized that certain things we’ll never see the same
We take it 'til we numb cause we ain’t tryna feel the pain
I never called you out when you tried to cheat the game
I stood by you, and now you treat me like a bitch
See I could act like I don’t give a fuck because I’m rich
We hide the pain with money, living all we used to wish
It’s blue Chanel to hide the smell of the asses we used to lick and kiss
Why the fuck did you like that post dude
Now I’m ouchea stressed cause I don’t know how to approach you
Cause you borrowed me some money helped me out when I broke true
Indebted to your help but I don’t know if I’m supposed to
Cause I’ve helped niggas too I was hot before they broke through
When niggas was confused, I’m the one they used to go to
When twitter was a mess, I’m the one you niggas spoke to
Now I don’t understand what they’re saying I am Goku
I chose to, write it down and put it in song
I keep putting them on, they keep putting me off
They keep counting me out, I keep proving 'em wrong
Niggas wanted to beef Philippe Filet Mingnon it’s on
I swear you extra back bones for niggas
I go myself I never pass on the mission
I gotta spell it out so Kats know the difference
Tryna go from blacklisted to black-owned and listed
That’s the dream, black-owned and listed
We whyling our cause we never had doe my nigga
But we growing up building collateral my nigga
A visionary all of these rap flows are pictures
Tricky times, lost files for the profound
Corona free but I don’t even wanna go out
I’d rather stay home cause the world is full of know-hows
Well, a bunch of know-hows who don’t really know how
I’m seeking for the best version of myself
And to be honest I don’t trust no one else
Cause every time I went against the grain I won
But every time I bet it on a friend I lost
Still I stand I lean on no man
At 16 I left like Lisa Lopez
Ne ke tlhola ke tshepa majita no nex
Dichomi ding nwela dipitsa oh well
I thought you loved me
Oh well
Why would you even do this shit
Oh well
I don’t deserve this
I don’t deserve this shit
I don’t deserve this shit
(Oh well)
I thought you loved me
Shit