This is a song about "Blaming others"

Jerks beef, please, can we ever be kind to others?

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

Rapping as i'm mocking deaf rock stars

Blaming herself for how it was

Other dudes be huggin and nourishin her

Others dance with each others other,

Until the day i put 100k inside her purse

And violence towards others

Nasty new street slugger, my heat seeks suckers

But can they keep up with the paste of others

An still blaming me but we sit at the same table for dinner

I decline for the moment he unfollows on twitter

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

Man i grew up in the gutter, so fuck them others,

It's me and my crew up there, but maybe a couple others,

Is probably filled with some other niggas numbers