This is a song about "Life got me loonkin thur da rear view make em screem an cry aint nobbody here you"

And nigga if you aint got versace then nigga you can not top me

And leave the scene the way i came herethough some people say it's crazy

The last time you came at me an got hit with defeat

Don't murder me murder me, killa a nigga in his sleep

Pop a few xanies in lieu of you/the high gave me a brand new view.

Aiyyo, them niggas from the three two, said i can't breeze through

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her

Make em blink like having an epileptic seizure

It's obvious i'm crazy

When you can run away and cry, me,

While i'm making history

Yofti! aint you so glad you got me?

Nigga, rap, you fuckin' suck probably

Make an idiot outta me

Make an issue of me dissin' you with lines colder than an igloo

And i open up the door you bring her cranky ass with you