This is a song about "Cheting with ur girlfriend"

Either ur a masochist or love being packed with dicks

But love my music, say i do nothing but hits

Give these niggas the pink slip when they appear

Around the same year, i did your girlfriend in the rear,

When you spill out hits

And quit walking with ur hips,

From ur head n' ur mind,

From the womb, my newborn child

Just think of all the people that you knew in the past

And with them dashes ur probably running too fast.

Ur jaw drops when you get hit with a sawn off on the streets and mangled bitch

I'm at morgan, howard, coppen, trying to find that higher knowledge

Think of this. hows ur everything filled with nothingness

Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus

Rip ur head from ur neck and laugh as ur body twitches like terretes,bury ur

Now nigga, look what hell madevisions of cops and sirens, niggas open fire