This is a song about "Mine you think you so scary"

I get a rush like i'm tweekin off blow

I think its love dont you think so

I say i put it so deep now she a cone head

So before you post better think ahead,

So scary shit so gory

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

So you think that i'm no king

Nah i ain't sprung or nothing

Kiss me on the cheek as she whispered, "this the last time

Crack lookin' at me like "you sell me, won't you be mine",

So fucking scary you need your ted

You tryin hard to maintain, then go head

My gold rollie tell time

That sometime you wont be mine