This is a song about "Cant get use to you"

I sapose they get use to it

She crazy, that stalker shit

So check the verse miss. i ain't say i'm perfect

You cant touch my skill,if you try youll get killed,

We came.. way too far pretty baby

Climb a skyscraper, still cant get to me

Cuz you cant get no one else

11.1.11 is when it all makes sense

Nowadays usually it's his pockets

I cant believe you think you could get these pricks

But i don't got the steak for y'all dishes

Cant afford to get a caught with ounces

I'm wolf, ace gon' put that fucking hole in my head

And get the prize, and respect you kids cant get

Follow the irony, dick van dyke,to get use to lifeline,

A couple pair of lips, i'm smoochin' on ya panty line