This is a song about "He s more myself"

My g"s have been handcuffed,

Get ya head bust

What the fuck? that's your fucking brother? i ain't with that jerkin' shit

So i gave him something more bomblastic, the towers he built? i crashed it,

His life ain't no more precious he want to sell it

I’m tryna have them lips sync, milli vanilli shit

Bb king or the neighbors of snoop

As he grew up he got more confused

I was born to do the damn thing

No more does he exist, all are missing,

But he feelin himself, cause he got more cheddar than him

Everybody finger point in your direction

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Hurling myself at an easel, i got more endurance than a diesel

The golf wang hooligans, is fucking up the school again

Any one who says he s wack i attack with these raps n