This is a song about "Me then to now"

You the type to run your mouth then run from me

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

Whipping whatever i, 460ls you

Now you have to bury me to!

Dun want your courtesy bitch i won't bet even my a.tom call me a low brow

Sayin' they can rap better then nas saying they contenders/ not me i wish but not now/

I'm like a test subject, use me now and then you reject/

Bitch niggas be afraid to speakwe the last ones left

I don't trust no one

Now let me talk to you son,

Then i started to think that god was out to get me

My bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

But now to me frank honestly

Hopin' that my niggas see

You never gonna forgive me, but your so damn pretty

Then how come you never have anything to say to me?