This is a song about "I m a drug dealer"

I was alerting her just to reinsert in her

Of becoming a drug dealer, warm-blooded killer,

Always got that dank weed like a dealer,

I never use a fork i always spoon her

Look, just remember how that winning taste

I'm a, p-i-m-p, like fiddy explained

Drug dealer on the right

Show me that it's alright

Crack dealer, master chef, i own the kitchen

I'd still be a nigga with no deal tryna get one

Tryna blend in like few of my friends did - damn! there too i hardly fit in

She showed me affection like a drug dealer using her pocket for my protection

We both teenagers with the same mind state

F a m e, i learnt that in 2nd grade,