This is a song about "Fed up with fake friends fed up bout getting hurt i want this boy back in my life but he hates me even though i love him and i just want people to stop faking friendships with me and want real friends"

I just want you people to hear me out for once if you please

Is it the money or my marriage or media peace

I want a girl to love

Or now they don't praise enough

So when i rape a bitch i hold her down and get my best nut

Tell me my rhymes are getting phat and i might want a tummy tuck

Soon to smoke em by the yard till my lungs can't get through

Now all i want to do it die and be with you

But i know they just want me.

Summertime in the city

And in my mind's eye i see this place, the players go in fast

This is a love no one will stop but i just want this to last

Ran with the local crew and had a smoke or twoand i realize momma really paid the price

I looked to the skies with my eyes for answers realizing i was fed lies my whole life

I dont even know you, and i am fed

I don't know what ya'll heard, but hip hop ain't dead