This is a song about "Me whoopingwith the last word"

Save the last dance for you and me

This is like riding through the city

Please boo what's your size crazy

Like the last one that played me,

Even now i keep a frown when i come arounddon't ask me about tha past

Through all this it gives me a fright because you never know when today is the last,

I pass words like i pass verbs and still get the last word

And i can get em all without lots of effort

Don't murder me murder me, killa a nigga in his sleep

The last time you came at me an got hit with defeat

After i dig her up and then eat her out with a bit of mustard

You'll never know the best of me, maybe if you listen to my spoken word

Took care me of his whole life, 'till the last moment,

You be chickens like smokey tripping off angel dust