This is a song about "A history invention"

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee

Would it alter the course of my history?

Cause i ain't worriedeyes blurry

So look at your history

I'll make you history...

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

We doin' independently, makin' fuckin' history,

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

Verse 1 verse 2 the history you have written now mine verse gonna burn you like a trillion kitten

He should of never fucked around with a sick ass nigga like methey call my name out and niggas run

B.i.g. said it; so i entertain like cedricstandin on the trunk roof top unit city

Anthropology's none to incisions i live in your history, four fifths of a g,

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

This aint a joke, this is my life history