This is a song about "Break up wit girlfriend"

The angels sing and i feel like thats my roll call

Up my rules cuz wen you was wit her you was all

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

I wouldn't fuck another girl out of the club

Especially if you don't know what you fightin' for

We said we would never break up we would stay together,

Stick up weezy wit a thumbtack straight fact,

Celebrate the very day that i get past

'less you stabler and benson, i don't fuck with the law

Probably get a boom headshot, or walk up and break your jaw

Your getting fucked enough, wit those weak words you throw up,

Who the fuck invited mr. i don't give a fuck

Wake up for god sake your break time is over

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

I bust up rhymes wit my rap service. yeah, my rap service.

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus