This is a song about "Nah m8 allow it"

Or should i call it a prision, nah , cause im living.

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

I would fuckin cuss her, but na bruv allow her,

Dream of the fame or a ring on her finger

But instead i got a sister, just like me with her mister nada

As a motherfuckin' drug addict, like you didn't experiment, nah nah

The ones who truly reckless but nah forget it you will never

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

So allow me to paint pictures as i'm sharin' this, loudly

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

Yeah, that ain't you love, you can't fool love

Nah-ha dis is b enough, h-h-had it too tough

But if you just allow me to show it,

In that 09' range while i'm singing old tre shit