This is a song about "I shitted on ya"

When ever we talk, i feel like i am on cloud nine wit ya

And i can't even trip, cause i'm just laughin at cha

I got ya grandma on my dick (ha ha)

Shoes, louis, prada, groupie blah blah

And im not even gonna warn ya, when im ready to fucking on ya

But instead i got a sister, just like me with her mister nada

I beat up ya wifey, find me drumming on her spine.

And on skype bet you say "le where my flight at?", if i decline

I tell em ain't shit changed like the diapers on ya baby

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

I broke mama heart with no college

Ten ten ten twenties on ya titties bitch

Like the limbs on ya feet, i suppose

X's and o's, you must be the rose

So play this shit while you contemplate, contemplate, contemplate

Now its 98 on ur pussy mate!,fck ya 2 shots i just shot u 2 hate!,