This is a song about "Daisy going out with my bestfriend"

Going out with different guys and i could tell

It's that crack, give you something to sell

Going out like kurt, i doubt it'll hurt my reputation/

Now me, tony, g, and tre got the keys to the nation

Going to be filled with potholes, look yull see my dark un happy eyes

That's why they ride the bandwagon still be draggin' sellin' lies

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

Follow me i know my way out of here we aint going away for no years

Alot of niggas fake who go to hard

Everyday lay it out with all my heart

Smiling with blood dripping out my mouth in my mug shot

Then i switched the grill on the chevy, got a nose job

She leave before the sun up, leave you something to think about

Living with hate n pain is going to crush you from the inside out,