This is a song about "Messing up people"

I'm takin' notes, havana flow, i'm feelin' special

I fucked up enough people that could be considered the devil/

To shut people up without breaking there jaws,

That's me spitting this fucking garbage toss

And my main bitch, she just started school

Messing with me? what a fool

You know that love is a very serious thing

I put up a brave front for people but i’m lost sobbing,

They say, trojans never break but it ain't that

Poor black people get put down, and are caught up in it,

The president is messing up his words, it's hard to spit again,

Say there mr. mirror, put yourself up to yourself and then

I've seen people eaten up, swallowed like a snack box,

Got police chasen meto my niggas from old blocks

Homie will never love her, although he'll probably have a fit

Like a genetic mutation messing up your period,