This is a song about "Jacob sanchez"

Riding shotgun uptown,blowin out the bubble

Give me 3 years i'll have a good label

Welcome to the euphoria of cocaine without able

So i heard you gotta be on a major label

Now i'm trapped in a life that you managed to destroy,

And a way to go from your label everyday lookin', boy

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Because you have to fit a label now to fit a label

Sent to earth to poke catholics in the ass with saws

Recieving what i deserved like santana moss

That's why this my mission statement, bitch get it straight

New nickname for you kid, drip drip, whip whip it out you couldn't make

I could handle this on my own

Shit ain’t better alone

Can't handle these rhymes that i've crafted

Y'all riddles don't tickle a bit