This is a song about "Don t do me like that after all the shit that we ve been through"

See more ice than a hockey goalie

Holes all in ya t-shit, call that holy moly

Dear sweetheart, wassup boo

That what i’ve been through

I'd leave your ass like mary right after joseph hit that shit,

I am sick of women treatin' niggas like that lotto ticket

Cause i’ve been counting all this dirty paper for a minute

Crime and poverty? what do y'all think? we passed that shit?

Don´t try to fuck with me, i am the one who goes for the kill,

I give her vicoden relief you just an aspirin pill

And all the stuff that you went through

When you keep em right beside you

After all ive been through,

Hey mr. coach, i don't like you

All the shit you put me through, that was harsh.

Get a little smart, want to change yo tops