This is a song about "Backstabber fri"

Started off with a vic made it to the top

I got lights on my wrist that’ll flash like cop

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

Cos this is rap game,here pussy sells and skills kills

Let me rideuntil i get free

The i fri shit on friday

Mommy found out i’m paying everybody bills

Rap skills when i cap kills like gangsters with nap pills

Just cause you change what you pitching, don’t make the difference

I worried if i'd pass that, but i raised the bar, and this time kills,

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

Im that fiend bloody stacy adams trigger finger diamond ring

A serial killer, several kills, severe killing skills

If this was back in the days you'd get a lot of gills

Up all night with college hoes, edibles and bong hits

Still i obeyed and prayed i wouldn't update my kills,