This is a song about "Mistake"

You will die, challenging me is a mistake.

I’m letting all my niggas grab a plate

No days off is time gone, trying to get my paper straight

A letter to his mother tells of his fatal mistake

The audience lovin’ him cuz most of them can relate

But not expecting the sour is your top mistake

But most niggas love nothin' so i made this tape

Where the hood rules, kick our ass if we make a mistake!

I got six clips to the fuckin' duct tape

Tryna do me wrong? you made a mistake

But not expecting the sour is your top mistake

And we gonnna toast up for the niggas that hate

Earthquake surge, no mistake,

See my hands start to shake

I used to fuck with you/ that was my mistake

Most niggas love nothin' so i made this tape