This is a song about "My yellow watch"

Freshjive, yeah i get it no charge

Im iced up in my ear and watch

You better watch if it's my raps you run after.

Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her

Ay you. watch out for my lyrical punch

When my competition ain't much

And watch me as i stomp on this game wearing my cleats

Maybe i should buy some hundreds, wear some fucking skinny jeans

Blind fucking hate inside my heart, guaranteed

Watch the ground floor come down under my feet

Last time i seen you, you was a lil old girl

You're the north wind in my sails, now watch them unfurl

T.i. literally wanted to shoot up the charts

Had to watch to my own brother die in my arms