This is a song about "Fuck up u don t know about me"

If haters are like lions be a t rex eating them up before u get ate

So play this shit while you contemplate, contemplate, contemplate

You a lady boss, now you fly free

Still you don't know one thing about me?

Depressed for years they still don`t know what i feel

Phone home shawty you know you a brother out of here

She said, "don't be fucking with nobody

I dont know how you feel about me

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Tell me something you know about me

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

Open the fuck up hell needs me i tried all your phones, i know your home, fuck you,

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

Ya know nowt about me,