This is a song about "Around em"

Quote un-quote backpack still bring them bitches out

Hoping you never come around

So it’s more for me, she invited me in her mouth

Come back around and track 'em down like bassett hounds,

Anyone who try and fucking doubt me fuck around and then i go and then i send em fuckin home right

See her crying by the caskets when her parents got killedlittle girl don't cry, cuz even though they died

You come around, gun ‘em down, you’ll get beaten up,

Fuck a mask, i want that ho to know it's me, ugh

Niggas start listenin', and what i'm givin' them

Show 'em what your made of, persuade 'em or upgrade 'em

I shut em down, you fuck around, meet ya maker

I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her

Walking on the ground

No reason to be around

I go, in when i start putting words out

Hoping you don't ever come around,