This is a song about "Me and my gal"

But this card i'm trickin' with got no limit right

Just look me in my eye and tell me we're not alike

Adapt to being black, strapped and gang tats, look

And not deprive me of my childhood,

Because me and my dudes..

I still got my nike boots

To feel whole and complete, me and me that's my company

You got ben's arranged money, have a benz or range money

I've dislocated my fucking brain and it's doing fine without me

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Killer stay uptown, louden va tree

And my grip told me it was lonely