This is a song about "Im into it"

Just stop it, get it into your thick skull

We don't believe you, you need more people

And fuckin crush it into nothin, when you're losin, it hurts

Take a shot at the excorcist then x em out with these words

In the mirror? i think im turning you into a lover.

Cops rollin' past, rollin' papers in the passenger

Laugh at the money that's stuck in the chandelier

Into her inner ear that im gonna fist her rear,

Then i'm bustin' like an uzi when i'm thru with that shit

I said killem in 8, but ima go further into it

Don't read into it too much

Yeah, we get this cabbage

Your still gunna make it into my song,

Man fuck these hating ass bitches i'm gone

Travel through time - coppin a diamond and bringing it into these lines

Cuz id be lyin and yall be fine chase bread with my dog muthafucka felines