This is a song about "Kevin s my bitch"

No pork on the fork, but it’s white in the pot

.4’s for 15, yea my niggas we be taxing a lot

You say the words that can get me back in focuswhen i was sick as a little kid

Like i got an s on my chest i thank god that im still here hes my bullet

My g"s have been handcuffed,

And bijies like im out and

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

Putting down in different projects at the same damn time

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

But now invisible cells around your brain

Bitch don't kill my vibe (x2)

Roll up niggas be like sex

Do this shit on all my own, bitch

Now you speaking my language

Man but this ain't no sign language

Your main chick is now my bitch