This is a song about "And and and and when an if i go if i rollup on me crip blood me dun jah"

Don't take more than i can get to prevent waste

And if i don't go down, i get my niggas bailed.

Call that bitch rondoi'm fresher than the prom hoteach her, we don't fly coachshe fuckin' but she act dumb

Be if you were still here and chose to repeat dying for me if only i can imagine

And if you cross me man i stab you like a toothpick

I just open up easier when i talk through a mic

Grown men never should bite their tongue

If i die me and her will dance in heaven

As your family dies, and my family rise

And if i catch you handing me your dead eyes,

And if i share with you my story would you share your dollar with me..

I know a bunch of envious niggas don't love my city

Now you scratchin' on my back, i see your pleasure in my pain

If i die and you list me off i'll procrastinate and go insane

And i wonder if ill be missed when i pass away

Quit the job baby, come and fuck me all day