This is a song about "Linda you the verse"

I had the urge to murder mcs on every verse

Know it hurts that she flirts with a nigga this is worse

Got your baby mama sending nude pictures

A clever felon sensing the scent of a verse

Meet me in the tele where the lobby at, i'm probably there

1:06 // verse 1: girl with the long hair, i wrote you a song prayer

From the first verse it just gets worse/

That's why she ignore my flowers

Nah, i ain't gonna be embedded in jail

This verse leaves you having to read braille

When they twist and talk with they fingers

You come you my door asking for a verse

Ybm and emp it's like we brothers

They cant take the shit in each verse

All you can do is spit a verse of the truth

Yesterday's paper, that's why you old news