This is a song about "Let me tell yah sumit"

Let me tell ya shoulda known

So don't follow me home

But the beginning of this glory is quite gory let me tell my story

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Everybody come with me let me tell you a story

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

I don't need your girl. man i got a lot

Let me tell you bout these sneakers in which i walk

And she ain't gay, but the only thing she like is fucking chanel

Times when we were young kids chilling thinking we were wise men, so let me tell

And let me tell you this we aint drifting apart,

Dear lord come save me, the devil's working hard

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

Let me tell you bout what's goin down in michigan

And mack maine rap, sing and manage, uhit's young moolah baby

You lie me down and tell me that you'll never let me die, then you kiss me