This is a song about "Factor"

I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her

Graduate as a master in fact a big factor

Money got me sagging, it really doesn't matter

You a prankster and im the it factor

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

Ill hit ya with rhymes that matter another factor laughter chitter chatter after

Hold up now don’t get it twisted if you slang do your thang

I wish drugs were never a factor, that wasn't my plan