This is a song about "Don t cross me"

So high i’m on the ceiling baby

Then if we didn't cross paths would i still be me?

At times i like to watch out the latest shit

And if you cross me man i stab you like a toothpick

I'm just here to have a good time

Your raps don"t even rhyme!

Then if we didn't cross paths would i still be me?/

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

You don;t thin anymore

That's why you'll find her on the floor

Anyone disagrees is gettin speared /anyone don t agree is just weird/

Bad bitch mac lip she a actress have her in the coup suckin on the gear shift

Depressed for years they still don`t know what i feel

The reason why they had to give me a deal

Don't ever double cross me, cause you'll get a double kick

But i'm giving it foundation when i write lyric