This is a song about "I should have followed my heart"

I'm feeling like the realest little nigga in this business

You downs-syndrome syphilitic bitch- you should have feared my viciousness

My waist with an abused hate with an amused state i should have refused grace

Me and my family, my friends, nigga we ride for you always

All these illusions have me lost on what i should be doin'

Boy in a flash its like you start to replace him

You shine like a mothafuckin dime

I have nobodys heart but mine

I should have said something i should have let her know

And you make the flowers sing say turn green yellow

And by this i meant, i should have said,

Finished mean done, and done mean dead

Not one bit should i have been relieved,

Even when y'all deep, y'all still all sweet