This is a song about "It aint over"

The master of this rap shit

Game over, this rap thang i learnt it

Chris wallace said the sky was the limit

You blink it's over you better believe it

But you stomped all over it

As deep as dawson's creek and shit

Trust me it aint nothin

You can disown him or stone him

We taking over towns with it

With a home girl, best friend, lover, all that

Get over it disown me if you want, but that aint gonna make me put down that fuckin blunt

Making g's was my missionmoving enough of this shit to get my mama out the kitchen and

Take a puff from the blunt and watch the smoke swirlmy mossberg goes boom, what's another plug

Like a cop i pursue yo swag over due you aint nuthin but a follow up

They vaguely decipher my language

It sucks when your competition aint much