This is a song about "Dont break up with me"

You were the fuel and the fire burns, they dont mess with me

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

And if i do go you better come through

U say u fuck with me i dont fuck u

Petey pop off, rip, free lou, been lootin’ money since like fourth grade

Im quiet but dont make no mistakes, fuck with me, ill stick you with this blade.

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

You can't keep up with me

In case i don't get intell all my people i'm a ridahnobody cries when we die

I am done with your bullshit now, as soon as we break up, you get with another guy

Dont need them blowing me up for some make-up sex,

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

Heard the sound of several gun shots

Come up to me with something harsh

Dont attack me with your flopping bars,

Rapping as i'm mocking deaf rock stars