This is a song about "Mane"

Tony yayo its the devil mane

Through all the rain and the pain

Well, brenda's barely got a brain

Gotta lay low in the future mane

Gotta lay low in the future mane

I swear i'll never call you bitch again

Tony yayo its the devil mane

And reflect on the rap game, i came

You're not usin' your brain

Tony yayo its the devil mane

Im courtside, wizard game

But that's what causes the shot mane

Sang sittin there kickin it with malcolm, 'til the day came

The piece of me that makes me hu-mane, and not quite so insane.

Stir up all these feelings inside of her

If a could gucci mane would be ma character