This is a song about "9 month anniversary"

Its been a month since he lost his guts to rap

I'm fuckin' paramount, i hope they understand that

If you still gon' be on some crooked-ass nigga shit

Barely rapped for a month and i just tear through it

Your birthday and anniversary

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

They got the brain capacity of 2 month old fetuses

Y'all always on that bs and ps i'm takin all things

I shall not fear no man but godthough i walk through the valley of death

And for the next week, next month and the entire summer he is a mess

You say the words that can get me back in focuswhen i was sick as a little kid

One month later you cornered me in market, you thought i could be an easy target.

It's usually once a month, this is some feat i've accomplished

I remember tripping, walking through the set like my glock don’t think