This is a song about "Find something i hid from someone"

And i move across your membrane, you loose against my insane

This is lame when am i gunna find someone who actually has game

Maybe this can all be something that i can escape from.

Hey man so far i've been listenin to your album

Tell them niggas we coming

Why dont someone do something

No snakes, royalty hating niggas don’t get no pussy

Got so lit thought i was a kid and hid it; didn't want santa to see

You're emotional bitch, fuck your period

Trouble always found me,no matter where i hid

Only when i've come this far from the grind do i find

Gotta give it to you girl you're one of a kind

Since my last rhyme - the crime rate ain't declineniggas bustin shots like they lost they mind

I was taken away from reality i couldn't believe what i heard i was winded to find

Not something that should be coming from someone who befriends me,

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see