This is a song about "Imma get you"

If you disagree, boy , imma act like muhfuckin toaster and roast ya

But instead i got a sister, just like me with her mister nada

Na you better stop n brace, imma send you to space

Love the game though this is coming from a different place

Homie will never love her, although he'll probably have a fit

Thinking you're hot, shit; imma tell you you're not it

Treated you so good but now imma jew

And what’s worse is before this, i had worshiped you

Imma show you what im all about

In her defense she a part of the crowd

U made my image get blurred so imma make yours gird

Your body's saying things i ain't never heard

Anti-violent...stylin, lyrically inclined and

Man imma kill you and pretend like it's an accident

And i ride for any nigga who believe in the shit

Thinking you're hot, shit; imma tell you you're not it