This is a song about "Dealer"

Your esteem's out of wack like a dealer shame it seems that life's grass's isn't greener

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

I'm 8 ballin with your dealer and he knows my last name get the fuck out

God forgive and we don't, keep my circle small you can't get in my crowd

Cuz i'm a twerker fresh up out the dealer all them fine

I'm worldwide i'm certified, pop a bottle my cali dime

Coz yeah,i'm that guy,the dope dealer

Said when i do dirt wit her

Always got that dank weed like a dealer,

Watch how quickly they find a new leader

When i rhyme and spit /and write this shit and feel stuck in the darkness that im residing in

She showed me affection like a drug dealer using her pocket for my protection

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

I, own guns, got my own arms dealer

Not a drug dealer, a pharmaceutical vendor

Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her