This is a song about "Baby your forever mine"

Lady g, willy b in time

You deal with your life and i'll deal with mine

I never use a fork i always spoon her

And then your legend dies forever

Aight santana man...let's do this

Your bars aint equal to what #mine #is

On my twitter writing raps, at the same damn time

See if your could last a day in these shoes of mine

It's ironic, your eyes need more improvement than mine

I shoot you and kill ya homie, with the same damn nine

These emerald evergreens in your eyes reflect mine

Looking at the sky, hoping a light would shine

And i'm not bragging, i'mma be in her

Your raps stink. mine are totally better.

I got to be your baby

Girl i know you like that, you crazy