This is a song about "Never be mine"

People say they have history but i never liked mine.

I shoot you and kill ya homie, with the same damn nine

Or i'll never be pacified

Couple grand when i rock the night

One can never be judged when he dress like his brothers

If rap was sculptures yours would be a mold and mine be vultures

He’s tha only one

Hun it will never be fun

Aye, hold your head homie, look

They'd have to be mine, i knew they would

No less profit, themed when we drop shit

Was never to be ended

Yeah, rack, rack city shit

I will never be deleted,

I don't care what it did to them

You'll never be like em/