This is a song about "Ally"

The closest one to me is me and he is stumped beyond possible reason,

You must have won every pageant in america when you was young

Then it bunny hopped off my shoulder, now my conscience dead

That's breaking bad, closest to the crack game that your eyes'll get

But i'm a dreamerhave you ever seen a nigga who was strong in the game

Cold to the bone, holdin' my claim / as being dope with the flows n' closest to fame

But yo shit poo and yo breathe smell like hamburger helper

It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for

I wonder why we take from our women

Closest you'll get is being chicken

Spin back/ swallow a tic-tac/ for the good breath/ fv is back/ but this ain't no hack/

We ain't having ittime to tear this shit back, ghetto children kick back

When they have kids they haven't seen in years, impressing their peers

Have to make a name for myself to join this alliance

In that aston martin on these niggas, game time

Cause i use it as a vehicle to "bus the rhyme"