This is a song about "7 u 88"

No....u cant handle these weapons!

She likes the way it hits her lips

Yo will get smashed if u passed

The faker they shakin' my hand

You see now that nigga lonely

Now u get te best of me

I’m an old soul with my pimp limp

And u know that im patient

Im the king u better bow

Hundred thousand worth of ice on me now

There you lyin’ a rhyme

See u was a waste of time

Yes u better believe it

See i let my nigga split that

I aint going hard on u....

Bird gangs, it was birds i flew