This is a song about "If your talking to me i don t understand your shit is making me split"

And the ladies, they lay me, they crazy

Just nod your head if y'all you can relate to me

It involves a mighty deity, by the n. n.name, yahweh.

Your mommy honestly hanging with me making bukkake

I'm running out of time

Your raps don"t even rhyme!

Hey zach i know like me. i don,t not like you. you need alone now

Never tell em bend over i just make em’ take a bow

Bitch, they call it motor city

Your demo tape don't mean shit to me

Mess with me you gunna get your head split

Never give my heart to hoes that want my play shit

Are you talking to me, if so call me deniro

I caught a felony loving the way the guns blow

I swear the pen right across from hell, i can't cry

Boys don seen me. fly so high i need stop it hell is my