This is a song about "Mean phrases"

Only if ya know what i mean

I guess these major deals ain't all they seem

Here i go again, searching for love

Spraying bullets when spittin phrases

It’s no days off, you ain't doing shit

And i mean it (and i mean it)

Look inside my closet

What you wrote doesn't mean shit

The way i'm punching in these crazy phrases

And when we on the road, bitches follow the tour bus

Plottin' don’t even worry

You mean the world to me,

Wish i wasn't treating people so mean

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