This is a song about "How guy treat a guy"

K o d, m i a, twenty racks, let it fly

He plays the bad boy, really he's a good guy

Die motherfuckin die, hope yo' ass fry, don't ask why

Perfect endings just don't happen to a good guy

I bet you've never seen a pig fly

Losgiddy...me im just a regular guy

On here she met rob, he seemed like a good guy

Where did my time go? i let it fly

Cars are passing by, guy

Weighin 165 and these tricks should die

Oh wait that aint right im not a guy

Tears that our fore fathers cry

You're just some ghetto punk, but me, i'm a dope guy.

Movin, eyelids low cause my bills too high