This is a song about "Make you hide"

You got an image you decide to hide behind with a pride

She in colors and shit, she off that northern lights, right

Left hand got ten bands; back pocket, four stacks

Playin' hide and seek, you ain't got no chance

Your my bad boy you dont need to hide

Can't pop fly, i get my socks tied

Behind the velvet rope, snapping a lot of pictures

Kids make fun of me to make me want to hide under the bleachers

Yet it's obvious all you do is hide

And if the sky fall tonight, we all be alright

I guess i'm leftwich cause i still get to win

You better hide because this is my last warning

No you cant hide from me

Could i make you my baby

Why they try to see my flow, but they know that's outta sight

Copping some time to be dropping some rhymes, you need to hide