This is a song about "Bad singer who thinks she is goo"

Got police chasen meto my niggas from old blocks

Now who thinks their arms are long enough to slap box, slap box?

Okay everybody who thinks i got nill

You fumbled in a drill, young man get on the hill

Cause she is the real one who really cleared up my mind

Now we was once two niggas of the same kind

I don't want it on my back

She did things that were bad

He thinks everything is banter, he can't see it's just slander,

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for

On this new school of rappers, i will really go columbine

Dispose of any foe who thinks their flow is just as dope as mine

She thinks its all a sin, doesn't understand i'm alone

Whenever i'm through, you already on the phone

Anyone who thinks to take me out should really fear me

You niggas comedy, i'm laughing at you probably