This is a song about "Fuck this life shit no time not even for the right bitch but you know we got a shot for you snitch"

It’s me and my nigga there until i’m a millionaire

My ear's rang, a warning shot came, no time for another prayer.

And i don't know what the fuck that you rhyme for

Her hair all over the bed, that make me love her more

I'm in love with a woman who is crazy

You can still see heaven but not the one for a g

We got no time for pussy ass rhymes, take your shit back an resite your lines,

Mic in my handi run like marion barberyou haters on the sidelines

Running hip hop like 'pac in his prime

Ill end it with a fuck you for you time

Love to keep bakin new pies, strapin the scrapes off the side

I know what i livin for this life is not a fight.

Cuz bitches can manipulate in several different ways

Ain't even right for presidency, he should be shot in the face