This is a song about "Don t mess with me"

But i kid you not don't mess with me

It's obvious i'm crazy

Guess im ahead of my time

Your raps don"t even rhyme!

Since the birth of my son, the street life losing appeal

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

Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her

Don't mess with me, i'm a wild fire/

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

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

All you heard is aye-pext don t hit me no more/

I got sexy ladies all over the floor

I like my glasses full, as if my eyes is big

You mess with me and get quickly corrected