This is a song about "Abe lincoln and me"

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

Ladies and gentlemen, let me introduce me and lone sniper,

Niggas fuck with your boy, i can make you some money

And never ever leave me, they'll give their life for me.

Its laying on me and killing me

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

Farther and farther they push me.

Ridin’ round, and this bitch dirty

A fuckin' sausage fest will them shaky niggas get married then

Give me that pad and pen and let me start writing again

And get inside of me,

Hey, must be the money

While i'm making history

My friends and fam hear me,

Me now, and me then, no symmetry

Fuck that now trying get the money