This is a song about "I like you but you don t like me"

Your raps don"t even rhyme!

If this is the right time

All you heard is aye-pext don t hit me no more/

I still got your letters laying in my dresser drawer

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

Niggas fuck with your boy, i can make you some money

You niggas be ballin, but can't ball on me, like a g

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Soon to smoke em by the yard till my lungs can't get through

But,i shot your ass down like i didn't even battle you

Swear i'm trying to get through

But, see if i like you