This is a song about "Dont mess with us"

I'm in new york now, like akeem and semmi was

You know better not to mess with my verses..

And no matter what they do, there will never be another you

Letting me drown into your tangled up mess that will break us in two

Fellow don't mess with the hero of sorrow

I’m starring in this bitch and yeah i write the show

You don't mess with 12, my boys

No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints

Out of this 3rd rock, nigga air it out

..bitch ima clean freak i dont mess around,

Nigga ain't nothing sweet like a kool aid pack

And anto don't mess with me oh wait you got that

You fronting niggas hate to meet up withbut my crew holdin' duffle bags bitches

Im that littel insaine kid with a chainsaw, that you dont wanna mess with

Everything be rem, my eyes look like them chinese boys

Don't mess with the big boys, you nothing less than pig toys