This is a song about "Im nice guy"

So you she would hide cause she thought of me as a typical guy

Yeah, you all say damn 218s a fucked up guy, i say im sorry im so high,

Losgiddy...me im just a regular guy

Y'all gone hear a nigga momma die

Nice try im not gonna sell it aint going to work

While niggas flirti'm sewing tigers on my shirt

Im rapping about death cause im really that type of guy

I don't wanna come down from this love i got on high

Im a nice guy with a spice of hate just for lunch

You so f-full of your-s-self that you just sit and judge

Drinks in the airrrrrrr let-let-let-let it fly

Going school try to be the nice guy.

Slowly realizing im that guy

Thuggin' till the day i die