This is a song about "N gga"

Went away for a little, let my wisdom increase

Cause i came to rain n' evaporate like smoke n' spark trees.

Ignoring my dissing keeping outta beef 'n

I beach chair, with my malibu vision

More mistakes could be made ‘n

In the heartz of men

When my competition ain't much

So y'all can cope n' touch

I get excited n all when you make me cry n crawl

They ain't hard, swear to god, these niggas ain't real at all

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

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin

Until my flesh hardened so pardon

You're listening to this mix tape 'n