This is a song about "I dont go to your boyfriend your boyfriend comes to me"

Well go cry to your mom

She go say i bad like saddam

We rose up to bigger fame, glows from the tennis chain

Your telling me to stop because i am killing your brain

Well give me grab iti was born inside a love zonewith a glock-nine young marriage

I dont have time for your shit why am i trying to battle with another bitch

Though my credits are slept, my ambition the best

But she sneaks out the window to meet with her boyfriend

Than it comes to my dick your bitch really wants more

If you try to give it to me at the door

So they just keep going, saying nigga in his face

God dont let them get to me while i sing your praise

You dumb it down dont expect me,to give your ass any sympathy,

And you don’t understand my slang my colloquial’s lovely

Confided in my boyfriend and talked all day

I want to feel her in every way