This is a song about "N"

Hot shots to your sternum n melon have u hurtin n yellin

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win

N i'm not fucken sorry

This is the ferrari

She smiled n' laughed but inside she sighed n' grasped,

Hey, i get bored so fast that they won’t last

I wish i’ll never see you again

Tried perfecting my letters n

Always on some new shit cnn

Sure he died in 96 n

Shoot my ping and if you gonna listen

To strengthen your defending 'n

From ur head n' ur mind,

This is to my unborn child

You're listening to this mix tape 'n

So the ones eye has freak don't run