This is a song about "Nina and bre"

All she thinking bout is how to take his last

Slice and slash, bite and gnash, bite and mash, fight and smash,

Wearing tanks and tatoos and shit.

With these macs i've got a bad habit

Got that nina on my side, i'll lay you out inna dirt

Next to it: stash mattress. under it: cash, bastard

I try to tell them i'm one of the

Yelawolf, 50, and don't forget tech nina,

And don't ever (and don't ever)

Uh, for worse or for better

Even if it means lettin loose a nina

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

And don't ever (and don't ever)

Charlie tango, ready for whatever