This is a song about "He thinks he s good"

He try to put me under his spell but then again he wasn't a good speller

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

If lay-low thinks he can start shit, well i'll tackle him,

Gucci & nike, that’s what i call an option

Now when he thinks of then he begins to cry.

Keep your eyes open, i can only say i'll try

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

Stick nine inch nails through his eyelids since he thinks he's shady

So hit me with them cups, ron artest stepen jackson, yea

He looks all the same but thinks in a rather different way.

He thinks he got street cred because he sped while he was in a lane

I hope you studied because he's testing your faith again

All he wanted was the fame and good life to carry on

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton

He said my sisters smart and if you're good with her then good

Two bad bitches in the back, they pretty everybody look