This is a song about "Mahal na mahal"

Na you better stop n brace, imma send you to space

Goin’ for the grips every day ’til the grave

Na i ain't an artist, i'm just a wrapper

The nerve of this prick, he said fuck it you can have her

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for

I would fuckin cuss her, but na bruv allow her,

Cause i can't believe i lost my virginity to you

Na its all about the blue, man im telling you its true

Got stretch marks like she got four kids

Na no one ever gave her little shits

Put my plight in the verse, i bring ‘em closer to mine

Was it randy or carlcee,na well maybe it was great or swine3

And i can't even trip, cause i'm just laughin at cha

A rebel and a cop, savior and a na-