This is a song about "A girl called tia"

This little creep done spit a weak rap called "fuck it"

You, you and you're saying "shit, i been had that

Every day, i spit the truth so i'm called a renegade,

And even though we seperated, you said that you'd wait

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her

Kid, of a soccer mom, doesn't know why i'm called motherfucker

By a gang called the police

I give bitches dick and leave

Y’all niggas don’t worry me at least a bit

That they made a new genre for you called hop hip

So play this shit while you contemplate, contemplate, contemplate

To a harder prescription drug called valium like, yeah that's great

But that's a lie, so give this thug a tryi'd rather be ya nigga

My rebellious ways got a phone thrown at my face/ called the