This is a song about "Crooked hairline ass nigga"

My all gold rolly or the

Ol' fiction ass nigga,

And strangle you with that fucking leather jacket

You cocky ass nigga, you got flow, thats it

I didnt clap yo ass out the game cuz nigga u lame

I am marvin with mind, but i listen to wayne

Cause this crazy ass nigga, micheal's peddles to the floor

I still got your letters laying in my dresser drawer

I'm a young ass nigga by the whole block

I'd rather not live like there isn't a god

Take a nigga off the map prolly leave his ass depressed,

They worship the ground i walk on, though i'm harder than cement

Nigga, i'm a samurai, cut your skinny ass in half

Still stop and i laugh; ma, get them rocks in your ass