This is a song about "Mane"

I'll never call you bitch again

Gotta lay low in the future mane

Gotta lay low in the future mane

Your man wale in his own damn lane

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

If a could gucci mane would be ma character

All bristle and mane with pistons engaged, and pistols with eight different

Waiting on mom to bring me the aspirin from a trampoline jump

I'm that extreme, so haters complain

Gotta lay low in the future mane

I swear i'll never call you bitch again

Gotta lay low in the future mane

Tony yayo its the devil mane

And reflect on the rap game, i came

Mane, my aim is rain on you shame,

Well rick james, maury jane