This is a song about "Beefing with me im gonna even the score"

If i don't diss another nigga you dont get that issue

And im not gonna do it with anyone but you

It's difficult to let it goi'm startin' to loose my hair cause i worry

I promise i wont show no mercy, your gonna have to deal with the curse in me

Then the world ain't no trick no more

Kick open the door and settle the score

So bring all your whores, let me tell them the score

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

Im happy with the score

What is hittin' for

So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation

Even with the attention on me its extremely hard for me to grin,

And they sore on hatin' reality that i ignore

Burnin for eternity cause surely i'll take the score