This is a song about "Boy you messed me up"

Your telling me how to write boy i'm glad you can count,

Quit playin games gurl you got my head spinnin round

Shit i represent is killin' niggas and shit

Once you've messed up you can't go back, made a target,

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

I had messed up childhood, my uncle fucked me in the butt

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

No toys for you little boy

Let me tell you 'bout a boy and a girl

Wow aint that right now do a twirl

If not, dogg, i'm choking the slut

He couldn't shake the fact that he messed up

Shit, i also messed up your conjecture

And that i spent the night with her