This is a song about "Nigga y all salty i got the juece i got nigga like the fuck al"

Walking down the street i got jays on my feet nigga

Got all the black bitches mad cause my main bitch vanilla

Got all these mf diamonds in my chains nigga

Bll clinton pimping, always with a monica

But instead i got shot and was like what the fuck how

I leave you with that jewel, go get the chain now

Yeah, uh, where's the love for the sixteen writers

Nigga, got a finger on the trigger, girls,

I know i'm not the only bastard in america

Eh fuck that other nigga, i be your real nigga,

I put them shooters on the corners like that nigga dirk

I better straighten it out, soon as i get to work