This is a song about "It s just me and you"

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

Whose res-u-me, as you may have heard, 's to trap cha with laughter,

Bad, just like an 80's car

And could i be a star

And you just tried to award it,

Hoes blow for me, i maestro, shit

Niggas shiver and diemultiple rounds found laced

Scratch my back all of that it get s me crazed

Bulletproof vest won't protect shit

But if you just allow me to show it,

It´s the battle of life

Rollin' down the four o five

People are getting sick and tired of just hearing me sick it,

Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit