This is a song about "I tell you my history"

You can tell from my address,

And i'mma keep ya fresh

Look at my druggy history, i play no trickery guaranteed,

So my outlook's dim and my house is eventually without any heat

I'll make you history...

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Get on my level, i wont tell you why i write, its confidential

And put you back into your teacher’s room ‘cuz you’re history,

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

Swear i'm trying to get through

I suppose i should tell you

Bullet in your ass! my fur is bulletproof, you lose when i tell the truth, through

It feels good putting money in your mailboxi love paying rent when the rent's due