This is a song about "Its a bit to good"

Together all the timethought it was true love

With new ones but its hard to forget all the good moments

Getting my mind higher trying to see a bit clearer

But i'm so committed, they have grown familiar

Me, wale, so hard - as shit

I wanna sip a lil bit

I'm a wee bit efficient with the lines of my lyrics. getting sent to prison for

But fuck that, cindi was my dope fiend motherwelfare checks never stepped through the front door

To let the walls fall down and speak something a bit sounding

Are much important i'm getting angrier while recording

When it comes to shiva and me its a scary scene with good deeds

As i stare at the ceiling fan, as a fan of these wicked streets

Motherfucking thugs, my best friend bit the metal for good,

It's pain in my eyes but these yves saints blind you to look

To feel a bit rapid, about rapping

And getting money is the song i sing