This is a song about "Can t fight the feeling"

Give her that d i'm outta 8 mile

The one who can´t even show a real smile

You wasn't fin' to dress all crazy no more and

They say tvd can´t rap but they are handicapped,

And it hurts, take the "t" from "trust" and just reverse,

We are being wiped off the face of this earth

In fact, lemme pass the mic to man big t"

So gon' and be my dealer baby

You can burn the mic, try not fight, let it go, let it flow, man you, you can do it,

Come close, catch a contact, i got a loud pack in my cargo pocket

None of them wouldn`t understand the message i deliver

Murder bet i wrote her, kudos to the killer

They waiting on me to give an a-okay, then the k gon' spray

She hopes that happy-feeling can last her through out the day

That lyrically feeling i can pull you in the right direction

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin