This is a song about "And i cant handle not being yours"

And i know u cant handle this heavy lyrical load

So i catch him stretchin', have him guessin' where his cracker throat

Since i cant stand any thing that's being televised

I like to see where she been and i’ll be deep in her mind

This was a quick trash i hope yours is not as wack!

Binded between, carryin' the flag for an area that drag

And i can't do it anymore, i'm tired of always not being first

Better acknowledge i'm fienin for that spotlight, cause i'm comin for first, bout to burst,

I won't stand for it, being sober i can't handle it

I ain't your regular rapper who just be talking shit

Don't think i can handle the thought of you being gone forever

Cause i change my outfit more than transsexuals change gender

The jiggas and the tips

No....u cant handle these weapons!

I'm not no saint but still i try to do good and shit where you all can't,

But still i'm having memories of high speed when the cops crashed