This is a song about "He thinks his slick his girl a slut"

If you could read between the lines come and get your issue

You thought his orten, but his a rhino he eats guys like you,

Definition of cold: ice, 30 below

Like a fool he pulled his money eya-eya o

He knew he was gonna die so he lets out a deep breathe and closes both of his

The irony in that is that i ain't even that, but you put it those pages

The disappointment he is to a family, his enjoyment turned to insanity

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

Only thinks about himself never about his people he walks amongst the evil

Cause he fucks a ho who he calls his wife,

They say it's only one life, life, life

A little pillow he grips, just to cushion his landing

Fuck you post-drake-ass cliche-jerking, la-slauson rapping

It seems he and his hand have a really good relationship,

You see they way out they minds with no return ticket