This is a song about "I ain t sad at you"

I'm in plex, i got to munch you as t. rex,

You can call me cancer but i don't smoke cigarettes

Make sure it's mean so them fiends keep on coming back

U just better be glad that i pray for you ass, it's sad,

You, you, you have to pay for that

When i was mad, you thought i was sad

You are lookin a little sad,

Hit your block with a glock, blog that

When you lie like that, its really sad

And tell them bitches we real niggas is bout that

And i'm here for you if you ever feelin sad

Fame is a drug i knew that before jay said that

Flyer then the rest of them

I wouldn´t diss my own mum,

Bitch don´t fuck with me, i´ll murder you that´s for free.

She said, "don't be fucking with nobody