This is a song about "Depends on you"

My nigga o that's like my bro without the same damn mom

Life's riding on mayo, fatty kid you stay on,

Tats all on my arm, these hoes say i'm that bomb

You already know what i been on

New message from mom

Cause you got it going on

11.1.11 is when it all makes sense

You would bet on malcolm sex

Ready to watch? i'm a slip it in the tape deck

Boy, you better run, cause you on deathbed,

I know you think you on

My sim card's the bomb

She gonna dance when that molly through

Take my anger out on you

Don't fuck around and make it true

Never laid a fist on you