This is a song about "Got u"

Cancerous/ got u thinking about kemo/ got u lost like nemo/ on edge like primo/

Creep with methrough that immortal flowthug passion got you tremblinglike death on the row

Its all got unknown gases and u wont have a handicap

And if you got it you gettin wet, nigga bet on that

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

U got 32 lienes but u'll never win

Got a pocket full of cream, my moccasin's clean

And if u tryna sip then u kno i got the lean

They would not oblige to a mind who inclined or flying over climbers

When u got challenged by a bunch of tigers/ who'd eat you for lunch in diners

Easy baby. you the bomb and all, but i be damned if i do not land mine

U feeling guilty like u ve done some crime.and u aint got that rhyme..

U got the power the might, so don't wait,

That involve ballpark franks and silver duct tape

So my next joint don't got to be so rough

Now be aware cause i got u on top of