This is a song about "Any thing for tiffani smith"

"you out ya mind," nah, you don't know what's in my mind

Any evidence for the police to find

Cause the sound lasts longer, bass drummer song

And i am sure you wont do any thing wrong

Don't need no smith & wesson, got my fists for weapons

The road to hell is paved with good intentions

Turn to the side, let me see them thighs

The most important thing for me to emphasize

No ho, acquainted with the floor

Couldn't find a thing worth fighting for,

Im killin you with rhymes fuck the weapons no need for smith and wesson,

I keep my friends close, enemies closer, fuck both, i dont trust no one

Gotta be prepared for any and all cases

And if she have it, she gon' change her blackberry status