This is a song about "His"

A tear down his cheek and his legs feel weak

Umm, this lane is open if, if you need

Phone in his hand, coffee in his spleen.

Man this life is but a dream

Open his chest and watch as his heart is circulating blood threw his artery's all ways rotating,

Am i done?mother say i’m too youngbut what that mean?i took a chance and now i’m playing

Snatch his soul from his turtle neck and break his leg for disrespect

Great sex, she ain't slept, she can't rest tomorrows that big test

Selling my assets, i'm so damn illegal that i need to be arrest

Although his lyrics are shit his shaking his head saying ya i am the best

Who shot his best friend for calling the cops his

The emergency room, gettin stitches

Welcome to hell, niggasi rock bad bitches

Daddy gotta go after that and get his