This is a song about "I can t think of anyone except you"

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

None of them wouldn`t understand the message i deliver

Cause i'll be honest: i ain't tryna be a victim of the projects

Now i can torture anyone i want and never stop until it ends

If you think what you see on t v's bad

How you gonna look in your son's face and turn your back

Raising bars, till i don't think you can hang with it

Now my eyes chinese, keep the loud lit

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

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

But you hate them navel kisses

Cuz all i can think is...

My shit hair-burning, you not even a lil’ tan

Yeah i think i can.. no i know i can,

Specifically anyone you think is iller 'n' killing me

Shoutout to maybach music, my logic is getting money