This is a song about "90 s are over"

Labels are thrown all over the place

This is no trial, this a closed case

So your crimes are that you picked royalty over loyalty

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

I'm over, if you didn't like this, than you are uncool

I grew up with nothin, it hurt me to see my mother poor

Over there are the torture chambers, floors filled with brains,

I got geechi on her, came back with thirty chains

Till the game`s over they are still watching me

Via niggas rep spreading speeches through the city

See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was

Your career are over like mary j bilge in rock of a-g-e-s

Ur in over ur head, bitch your tactics are useless

But once the smoke clears, you right back where you was

And this baby daddy, is new to the family

Because hurtful memories are taking over me