This is a song about "Describe"

You gotta make sure you aim right

Because thats the only thing to describe

When the feelings i always had are hard to describe

Murder for murder, the beef recycled is light

And no matter what they do, there will never be another you

Hell on earth can't describe the suffering i've witnessed, all for a few,

Making g's was my missionmoving enough of this shit to get my mama out the kitchen and

No other way to describe the punks who got no aspirations other than getting drunk

Cuz you know it's a feeling you really can't describe

The binocularsha ha ha ha, yeah nigga time to ride

Getting hard to describe.

Which you know i'm different, right

I done seen a nigga rise, watch you niggas dick ride

Cuz you know it's a feeling you really can't describe

You got a look into a my life, can you describe yours? oh wait, i know,

All i know is bad bitches, i got finally famous with me though