This is a song about "Me and my niggas to good for u"

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

Even when them niggas stop and try to plan on me

Must be something you want me to see

I do dis for my niggas and city

Watching for my niggas and my team who inna hood still

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Use my watch as a pawn to get your queen took

Out the hood, out for good, hating niggas wished they could

I’m on this one way headed where the slums play

And i guess now it's time for u to pay

Like my old prom suit that i wore with the tag

That was good, and thanks for saving my back

Trust me these niggas rushed me for something my cousin probably did

And nearly choked when he'd tell me not to smokedaaamn, don't get me started

Shakin' like it's parkinsons from the clitoris of kelly clarkson's dick

Time for you to s u c c u m b, to ma truth and see me big