This is a song about "Dear guys"

If you see us in the club, we'll be actin' real nice

I'm a winner , bags for disposing guys,

Dear future in my mind all i see is you

When i get to warwick avenue

Dear dad a failure of patience/ congratulations/ my observations serve me well/

When things went wrong we'd blame mamai reminisce on the stress i caused, it was hell

Dear me, in about ten years

Not king james, these were coke kings

"this shit is scary guys,

I just shake dice

Cause then i’m throwing peace signs

Fuck the guys, y'all suck, surprise.

Hey! what's your name? oh, that's nice

Incase they get jumped my 20 guys