This is a song about "I can tell"

Somebody need to tell 'em that they can't do it like i can

I'm respected from californ-i-a way down to japan

I can tell by the way i spit each verse

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

Once mr. woods was all good, now a nigga only

I can tell the girls have sympathy for me

Golf wang kill them all nigga, triple six

Damn you niggas sweet i can tell by the fragrance

I can tell you carry purses and you’re always jacking tissues,

You wondering why she ain't fucking, we winning, nigga you lose

You can probably tell,

Breakdancing to melle mel

I can tell you that it was not a mishap

Twista finna get up on the track

The only difference is it comes back, full effect

As a kid, i can tell you how much i felt disrespect,