This is a song about "Likeing you"

Thinking you dope , thinking you fresh,

I swear to give you nothing less, nothing less

No thank you, just fuck you,

Mama ain't raise no fool, true

Cause when i make this stew

You got your crew behind you

Not only had the fiend died

You know i love you right,

You talkin bout you breakin out

After your hoes leave the jets' hangout

I remember when i used to bust a mack with my eyes closed

He'd fucked you up, pawn you, murk you, lyrically leavin' you diagnosed//

Swear i'm trying to get through

See you, touch you, hear you