This is a song about "I want you back no"

You want my fame, heck no

Just let it chill joe

I only want you, and no one else, even though you give me headaches,

Worldwide, but i got fourth ways, one hat carry like four blades

Ran outside to see the big show

// [oh no i won't back down, oh no]

I skip to places, smiling faces, while you fucking walk

I have no respect for a ghost, you can battle and back talk,

I've got no fucking energy why do you think i want cocaine?

My pistols represent mebust until my rounds emptyback for the street fame

I don't really want no babies,

I'm sharper than shark teeth

Now that i've entered hell i don't want to go back

So as soon as i hear y'al on some real pro black