This is a song about "Bones are like m m s"

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

Go pull out your m i gear from inside the dresser

Scram i;m done with you piece of shit boo

And no nigga gon love you

I m gonna fuck u hard and fast like i m in a race

I’m a sinner, jesus christ, please forgive me for my ways

Emcee m b, remember the name.

Just plain pat visions with some sick aim

If this was a game, i would be considered a mothafuckin' legend

"m sorry but m future life must be pleasant and ur no better than a peasant"

And you all will respect that

Leave the scene m rated

Let you niggas know milita my gang, mcn if you was thinkin’ it’s a game

They are still knocking on my door they wanting more, i`m about to got insane

Hey y'all i''m sick like necrophiliacs in graveyards

I be calling out game like miles at the farms