This is a song about "Dont mess with satan and skatin around messin shit up"

15 and only the checks involved_don’t mess around like this

With hugs and kisses, valentine cards and birthday wishes

I'm back on my sixty six six shit

You mess with me and get quickly corrected

A place to spend my quiet nights, time to unwind

All this bad shit i did be messin up my mind

Stuck in the matrix im chillin' with god and satan

Fuck, condom pocket, luckily, i brought one

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

Don't mess with j-dot or you'll get sent up to glory

Sup on my hat like that motherfucker friendly

You should be you messin' with february/

Chop it up like jay voorhees, pull triggers when messin' with,

Tryna make a difference where i'm from, where you live

I shall not fear no man but godthough i walk through the valley of death

And i ain't trina be no thug like i said im just caught up in a mess