This is a song about "Hateing you"

You thought what you thought, you walked and you talked

Couple of foreign cars that i ride, no top

You got to have your game tight

You know i love you right,

Little nigga so they picked on him, hassled him

When you see me you begin you hibernation.

Dear sweetheart, wassup boo

Girl you know i want you

Win or losered or bluewe must all stay true

You expect me to respect you?

I shocked you now you numb

Magic city tipping them

Always got a song to do can't get along it's true

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