This is a song about "Fuck u 50 cent"

N one's buddy he is a killer and grim he won't blink n would fuck u di-rect

All fifty seein visions of me shot in the chestcouldn't rest, nah nigga i was stressed

There she go, just what the doc's been lookin for

You got a pic of 50 cent and your a wack talker

But i'm in the bible like moses, read the damn book

50 cent jay em was good ask me 2 pac was the real hood

Then sip on this remy til they turn me up some

Fuck ur wack bars u weak version of a mean person

I plead with em, the system ain't right

Bitch cuz amma fuck u tight

And put your ankles in some boards and pissy water for fun

Fuck that u would die on the spot no propper oxygen

It's all over now, take it like a man

Fuck of man u smell like a garbage can

But love my music, say i do nothing but hits

Fuck u, u don't get a sign of prevalence