This is a song about "My ex tryna set me up with his friend"

But she gon' throw it back like a quarterback option

It all started with my mom's ex boyfriend tim

Your bitch, she ugly, i kick her out the bed

My friend lost his leg,army are dead

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

Scene set with me on the swing sets

Ready to set it up, set with a plethora

Watch this, hey quik let me see them binoculars, nigga

Ex-hoes wanna call me,

I delete they history

Me and my friend blastin' off

Organized crime, i kill your boss

My best friend cluelessly looked at me and caught a bullet in his brain

And i move across your membrane, you loose against my insane