This is a song about "Got some true mates"

Thats why we're always goin and we don't gotta go with them

Haters, ya you got some, smoke it all you want some?

Do you think i'm crazy, crazy, crazy

I've got some skill you has to see

I went out , got some meal

But it's clouds over here

I have got the guts and true grit

And you all will respect that

Hes got on some crips kicks

The jiggas and the tips

Grow up broke on tha rope of insanity

A true leader, my 1st floor got a balcony

Music's always been a true friend, and it got me through it,

Come take a stab at it faggot, i pre-ordered your casket

Which is true,cuz i know,that some of you

Or michael vick if ya'll bark nigga ya'll through