This is a song about "Mama choose him over me"

Pick me over him and i promise there's no regrets

I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs

Mama always told me if you do somethin', do it right,

I leave a hater like he lost a watermelon fight

I stuff you in the trunk, drunk

Mama hides me in the basement

She said, "don't be fucking with nobody

I think somebody's watching over me

Don't look at me look to him

I love all the inspiration

Kick over the can beat his ass and leave him 9 grand

Anti-violent...stylin, lyrically inclined and

She went over to the boy and asked him are you okay

Please, stay strapped, pack a gat every day

Loopy, asking 'why didn't they choose me?' and started shooting in pain

Everything was picture perfect till you moved the frame