This is a song about "Amir"

But, it's my own kind doin' all the killin' herei can't lie, ain't no love for the other side

Send you to lucifer shoulda wore vest,im dope enough to kill amir take over the site

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her

It's gotten to the point where amir called me a dick rider

Really probably waitin' on vh1 to do a lil show called rappers wives

He says i'm at level 2 with my rhymes, mister amir, wait for tough times,

A legend out here, and i'm ending careers by the end of my year

Maybe i dont wanna write all the lyrics now and be lazy cmon amir

The discuss section is fuckin wrecked. someone email amir the god about this.

The irony in that is that i ain't even that, but you put it those pages

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Like hyphen. i rap with the dictionary from amir.

A good head on her shoulders, i need to feel that

Amir and rappad awards got me underrated,

Don’t grin on me wit’ them long stares, you ain’t god unless no fear

But i found none, so i decided to veer n rap about amir/