This is a song about "Bounce wit me"

I remember tripping, walking through the set like my glock don’t think

Ill be wit the people who sparked me, when the wind was blowin hardest

It's hard to have american pride when most of your money's made out of them lies

Don't matter if you do beat me down,i'll rise and come at you wit a surprise

How you gon battle me wit a style dat i made up?

Ah hell not the beast really i don't give a fuck

Where's the other bitch that was here ridin wit me?

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace

So let me re-frame like a old picture wit a new face

And its just me and niggas wanna smoke wit me?

You can never tell me that i'm not hungry

Nigga you betta bounce

Heystop running your mouth

And leave the scene the way i came herethough some people say it's crazy

As long as you know theres no fucking wit me, you can be who you be