This is a song about "Dont want to let you go"

A cocaine measurer, part time lover

I'd like to help you but i dont want to smother

When you rapping how you rapping, bitches pack up and leave

Your mum dont want to kiss you she might get rabies

They dont dare to let us go unchecked

We can’t even talk ‘less you got the check

Sometimes you like to let it go free,

Third ward general, young cash money

Sometimes you like to let it go free,

We might be back in this baby

To never let go i wont forget when you all

Motherfucking 8 balls, til’ we live at the pool hall

I'm everything that they call nice

Most haters dont want to see you alive

If loving you is wrong, than i dont want to be right.

Listen to treach, krs to get me through the night