This is a song about "Advise"

I see a f-cken stargot your momma screamingfor me, like i'm eldebargelookin at my skin

Why cry, when i could take his advise,"always look a man in his eyes before u kill him,"

If i ain't get em yet, believe their name is on the short list

Your ego oversized, i advise to see a psychologist,

And put another half a mil in my bank account

I advise you to hide and not make a sound

He rose high up in the sky, i gave the advise to hold back on the rhymes

I'm not saying to go out and do some stupid shit, commit crimes

You ain’t seen nothing yet, bitch, this just my friday ice

Word of advise, don't feed your customers chicken fried mice,

And when i start to rise

Here's a piece of advise...