This is a song about "I take you wit me"

And i ain't shallow, material things suppress bad luck

You ain't wit' it? you should witness when i rip it up,

Still kill the pussy, put the cat in a casket

Same bitch you fuckin wit , yo nigga had a kid wit

As long as you know theres no fucking wit me, you can be who you be

It's difficult to let it goi'm startin' to loose my hair cause i worry

I go crazy wit' my raps, betta call me insane

Bitches choosing their excuses: my new car’s to blame

Come with me bitch, i can take you far

The engine in back of my car

All my shit designeri fucked your bitch in versace, nigga

Alright take me on, i wouldn't do that my gramma could beat you with a

So here i got trying to take you with me and be a star

She od's on louboutin, she work at that nudie bar