This is a song about "Me an you"

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

I think you got an infection sweetie, don't touch me my sweet cookie!

8 in the morning when that street clock bust

She's calling me an embarrassment

We don't want an explanation, make an annotation to help you

But every nigga who can read gotta get his issue

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

Give me an inch i will take a yard give me a pinch i will make you a star

Running hip hop like 'pac in his prime

It's you an me until the end of time

Here to change the whole game do the audible

You lames can't stop me you know i got an arsenal,

If i ever hand you some weed, it's free, you don't owe me none

Keep close, think i froze, 'cause you're giving me an overdose, you won

Make an idiot outta me

They gotta point em out baby