This is a song about "Follow me i follow back"

You going to the club though, you soaking in sorrow

I give her some simple instructions to follow

My heart kept saying that it’s her that i should follow

Nigga, i got that dilla, premo, swizzy flow

People will follow me in the masses i am a boss now the real cost

Kill everybodythey each got a city to pick to make it our part

I'm on point baby, ready to stick you

The man who made me follow things through.

I don't want to do it but if a storm gonna follow me all day then

And i believe in them, a couple lames out there had beef with them

But i had no choice but to follow

I'm ripping the shows, hitting the dough

The man who made me follow things through.

It's really not an issue

Man i swear she's bad and she knows

I follow wherever the heat goes.