This is a song about "Jamie you are like my nigga"

I bet you didn't like that well welcome to the game. my raps are sharp enough

All my peers doing years beyond drug dealinghow many caskets can we witness

My raps are like a curveball and i got you kinda guessin'

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

And you my nigga tho, no hard feelings

It's moe, all i need is more chips

Spread heat like the shaq attack, nigga that's my punchline,

By the minute i was getting paid like a hot line

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

My words are like visions if you feeling me,

Our history that they stole, africa

But if you want, the beef my nigga

And if you a real nigga dont need to lettem know/ you know who you are

Flow retarded, i need to wipe the slob off of every bar

Make their feets get wet and funky up in they under arms

Spanglish, taylor, jamie, my ranking and yugioh trading cards