This is a song about "Fesh pince of blair"

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

A little more of me through generation of a debate of hatred

Raybands...hide the face of,

Cause this nigga done got jealous

Got the eye of tiger, spit of cobra, form of a dragon

She vying for number one, tryna be number one

The game of love

Of potential cases

The things im most scared of

Pocket racked up all big faces

Couple of shots and a glass of wine.

Jeff hamilton, genesis, leather time

This black snake moan is somethin' to suck bitch

Broke freddy's fingers and put a curse on the blair witch

And you're, approaching me right

Out of mind out of sight