This is a song about "Hiding from their true self"

Wont use their weaponry from the seventies

Me and my niggas swarm on you like the killer bees

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

It feels good putting money in your mailboxi love paying rent when the rent's due

Sabotage, sabotage, i love you

As you look at their faces your convinced it is true.

You told me life would never, ever, ever get this perfect

Cause i hung my original self from the top bunk with a belt

Escape from the demons that are hiding in us all

Got lebron entourages like maverick and richie paul

When you next to medo you wanna test me ?put your tired head on my chest

Cause i hung my original self from the top bunk with a belt

You were still ducking running hiding from my previous diss

And when you know you a catch it’s hard to pass up these bitches