This is a song about "Lists"

I’ll be there on the top ten lists with dre and tupac,

It's ill-advised giving hours to another broad

I never planned on makin' enemies but now i got hit lists

I'm feeling like the realest little nigga in this business

And slit wrists bleeding lit hit lists

Fuck, clean up on aisle six

Imma take this rappad soon, fuck your top 10 lists

Got them thugs with me, yeah, we about that business

Retarded bitches, making lists of boys like christmas,

But i need your faith in me, i'm a sucka for love