This is a song about "Lebrun hairline"

Fuck them peace makers on a fuckin line

I'm like sorry ma, this not the time

Bitch if you were home alone with a guy where would it be leading

Now she attentive, i bet she listen to everything

Was he stressing you, wasn’t fucking you right

Off the edge, causing head to fall off to the side

Wanna "freak like me," fuck adinaup and down is the object, side to side

Hanging on the edge of a knife. all i wanted to do was to make it all right.

Cancerous/ got u thinking about kemo/ got u lost like nemo/ on edge like primo/

Creep with methrough that immortal flowthug passion got you tremblinglike death on the row

I spit murder, every bar is a crime

Fuck them peace makers on a fuckin line

I got geechi on her, came back: a hundred chains

Young black males targeted by alarming arrest rates,

Your trying to rhyme from line to line,

Simon says touch your's while you touch mine