This is a song about "Nary to"

You need to stick to balling

Bang! bang! came from that movie ring

Yo, i'm seventeen, already sniffing blow

That reminds the blind to dress to the nines head to toe

Want to let you know i love you

Now you have to bury me to!

Might win a dollar

To complain to him or her

To rap to my full potential

Real slow yea i'll make you feel special

To stay true to the crew

I can do better without you

And bad bitches give me head and tell

Don't want to go to hell

Trying to get to you

Bird gangs, it was birds i flew