This is a song about "Jokes on u"

If we ain't right and always at the throats

A grade could be reduced, just take em as bad jokes.

And if u thought you can rely on your crew

Man, this nigga ugly and he raps, ooh

Now be aware cause i got u on top of

Look, i'm back like niggas on a bus

You smell the ounce, i ain't even in ya house yet

When that banga on ya head, and u high on the med

Jokes aside, i'd slap you but i don't want to get bitch on my hand/

Why we call them hoes bitchesand maybe this might help you understand

Nigga with too much to say, you might make a fool of yourself

Act like u swipe somethin, but u put it back on that shelf/

Tell the lady in the liquorstore that she's forgiven, so come home

U go along on ur own but nigga your walkin all alone