This is a song about "Ass to ass"

To get a pair, niggas killed him right in front the mall

Sitting on my baby ass starting to bawl

'09 gold diggers, walkin with a different path

It like you expect catereers to care for yo ass

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

After getting your ass repeatedly handed to me.

Got me quite open for a while

Bring your stupid ass back to 8 mile.

Stick to ma word, yo i'll smoke your bitch ass

Cocaine, he had that game in a smash

To drag his lying ass back to his padded cell

I gotta make it even if heaven or hell

Walkin my ass to school with mismatched socks

A hell of motherfucking road blocks