This is a song about "Month"

All i wanna know girl what yo name is, i see them other niggas they be on that lame shit

One month later you cornered me in market, you thought i could be an easy target.

Waiting til the beginning of the month for the check

But more less the vest i'm comin for ya'll neck

Its been a month since he lost his guts to rap

I was born back, wolf pack, nigga fuck that

Don't know why you even ask, ain't nobody hot as this

They got the brain capacity of 2 month old fetuses

I'm back chillin with a friend of mine

I turn 20 next month, and for the first time

I shall not fear no man but godthough i walk through the valley of death

And for the next week, next month and the entire summer he is a mess

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

Suspended for a month, i still got him in the features