This is a song about "Can t tell me shit"

Let's find a spot for you to do me, in the darknow that it's passion, hold me tight

But can you just tell me why you played me like that, so i can die in pride

Man i'm stacking that paper ain't nothing you can tell me

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

Tell these people something they don`t know about me

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

Can you tell me whats my inspiration

Times in this crime land, my thug nation

Give her that d i'm outta 8 mile

The one who can´t even show a real smile

Okay he’s gone now, roll her eyes when he whispers in her ear

All these motherfuckers try and tell me shit i dont wanna hear,

My effort is contagious, so check this boa shit

So tell me that i ain't shit, go embellish it a bit

Grew with disdain though i hate whoever ain't you

Like stealing honey, call me winnie t. pooh