This is a song about "Erna being mean"

You must flow like a king, rhyme like a fighter, know what i mean, i hope i'm being a guider

And certain death for us ghetto bastardswhat can we do when we're arrested, but open fire

Didn't mean to make you cry

That new c-l fly

This bounce beat shit

Fuck being counterfeit

Brotha lynch may be mean

It's roc nation, this my team

But i like you like..like a lil bit

And i mean it (and i mean it)

To being a being and beating the back roads and being #it

All you fucking bloggin' faggots yappin' up that extra shit

Maybe cuz her dad used to be mean

Come see real niggas on my team

Go where you ain't been

I mean i'm just askin