This is a song about "Je tu il elle on nous vous ils elles dois dois doit devons devez doivent"

Aight, keep going, on and on

Full of shit, like i ate that john

New message from mom

Man it goes on and on

Feel your chest on top on

When you took my hand up so calm

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

Riding on coyotes while i'm trippin' on peyote

Bitch, don't mess this up for yourself

Relying on myself

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

Il tear your heart out cause aint no one gon pop me,

You cant grab on whats on the news

Niggas die over shoes

Check it, my first verse was more deadly then tu pacs curse,

It was just the four of us uptown corners