This is a song about "Me and you3"

It can't be you and me,

It's obvious i'm crazy

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

Me now, and me then, no symmetry

And attention, inside me,

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

And people day to day dealing with me, feeling with me,

They giving me pounds and thats of course getting money

When it come to pistols, these niggas don't john lynch them

Give me that pad and pen and let me start writing again.

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

Driver drop me off at dulles im headed to some money

How can monsters and demons and ghosts and shit scare me

As i seenobody cares about my history

Me now, and me then, no symmetry

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three