This is a song about "He s my puffer"

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

Then dipping with the fucking pen to go sin again

Is the fuckin pain and my shame he

It's crazy, bitches throwing they pussy

Clap two times if you drunk

My g"s have been handcuffed,

Sixty-two, without no tint; missing roof on my new shit

Adolf hitler if he was alive he would be my first target

But meanwhile my 16's screaming like "peeps please"

She looks better than beyonce, alicia keys

Reputation is vital when you facin your rival

It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple

Takin' shots of poon juice to the head for a cheap thrill

And coulda retired at 29 in my 20′s still

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

I done lost too many homies to this motherfuckin' game