This is a song about "Boy you better not kill my vibe"

Screaming at my ass like boy you better win,

Times in this crime land, my thug nation

And it's still tight, i like when it's real tight

I get what you mean but i ain't feeling the vibe

But now i got a problem with that little white rock

Boy, hasnt anyone told that you aint worth shit, no prolly not

I treat bitches straight up, like simon says

Boy you better know who you're messin' with

Get out of my way,dont kill the vibe

So the homie wale can leave the hook right

But i need your faith in me, i'm a sucka for love

Solutions are not a problem as my kill reaches

Feel my vibe raise the fist

But our flow is the truest

Now take a seat before deezy has to kill you vibe.

Love to keep bakin new pies, strapin the scrapes off the side