This is a song about "Mya a thot or not"

Wetter than a swish and i never miss

Do not bite this or you'll be labeled a fish

She's a thot i guessed i learned the truth the hard way

Please, stay strapped, pack a gat every day

And weather or not she likes me is still a blur

That was just the beginning it's not over

Thats not a loss or a gain cause i truly dont give a shit,

And they say i'm over heads cuz they don't understand... that

And she looking for them trees, baby we got some

We're still locked in, not a rakim or an eminem

Ha, i'd be scared to not going up against a bitch like you or a snitch like you

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

Believe me i'mma be your god

Can you beat me or not

Hahaha, yothese felonies be like prophecies beggin me to stop

And looks in the mirror and often asks himself if hes a stud or not