This is a song about "Forget bout the knif"

My bitch a lady but a freak up in the sheets

Forget these troubles, war raging in the streets

Roll it up and ensure that everything's fat

Just think of me and don't forget bout what we had

This is my shit....forget bout the rest...

That i can only love you when you undressed

Threw the sack to his lil' niggas workin the set

Do i really need to learn how the fuck to forget

That we can't forget the past.

To reds i ain't know how to act

And the people will forget you

Tinted out, you ain't seeing through

You finally got right? no longer a black sheep

Forget the police! i'll piss in the street!