This is a song about "Fuckk you"

That gyal want mi ride har

When you know that you are

I'm a fucking rap star

Who do you think you are

And ask me how was my night

You know i love you right,

Watching for the cops that's moving through

You got your crew behind you

He'd fucked you up, pawn you, murk you, lyrically leavin' you diagnosed//

Unless your 'skin's winning, then i do it just to fucking boast

Free earl, that's the fucking shit

You know you wanna quit

You cant run you cant hide , they find you and detach you

But every nigga who can read gotta get his issue

You expect me to respect you?

And all the shit you went through