This is a song about "He s more myself"

At the brink of death he cried out to god ''why?'' give me one more chance

Then i'mma throw this money while you do it with no hands

Never tell em bend over i just make em’ take a bow

Til he started killing no more dealin too high for that now.

Said he will wipe away all tears from their eyes, and there shall be no more

Loc’s on, chucks low, black beanie dogpatron top wash straight from the liquor store

In some fucking yellow skinnies looking like a fucking faggot

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

He ask everybody to "please, be more spiritual"

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

Just be there to help me and support me that's what you're here for

He cries over a sliver, ill hurt him more than a sliver

We got money to go get baby

The more i drive myself crazy

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

I am not tina, buddy, do not give my window pain