This is a song about "Fuck wit us"

Us then youuu. fuck you too. i said, fuck you too.

Morehaha, coming to a ghetto near you

Ill be doing shows, groupies tryna chant but i don't fuck wit clones they

He would end up getting shot upnow i could not walk away

Pay him some attention, he's smart and he's genius

Fuck chains and whips, crazy shit really don't break us,

See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was

Your friends wit snitches and that gives us suspicion bout you in business.

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

Fuck wit me again i'll slice your throat behind closed curtains.

I opened my bible in search to be a better christian

Fuck any nigga ain't wit' it, i can't get off my mission

Fuck feeling exposure i'm dealing over us

I found myself losing focus at a sunday service

Sang sittin there kickin it with malcolm, 'til the day camelittle latasha sho' grown

I am in the firecracker mode dont fuck wit me alone you fuckin wit me alone