This is a song about "How s"

And bijies like im out and

My g"s have been handcuffed,

And tired of his shit and tries to just split

The outline which you n****s out dated

If you know like i know, you should lie low

Deathly desperado, "never rest"s the motto,

And you are not around like black fathers

Money, cash, hoes, 420's the cleverest verse,

Hundred k in twenty-two hours

Thanks to you, d p s drowns!

Or 90's, who cares, they're both bad.

Wonder if they take it all back

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

I am not tina, buddy, do not give my window pain