This is a song about "No right"

When i get my hands on nines

Shining bright that's right with no lights

By a moth, whom really had no right/

Niggas talk murder, but they ain't gon ride

But he treating me right

Three times cause fate had my side

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

I'm white, but get it right, i ain't no singer/

Stand outter? got that right,

Dc cabs got my pops alright

What do i look like a fucking slut no way man that shit aint right

Yeah this the illest bitch alive, i love her freaky side

Were running wild tonight

Really though your kidding right

Whats wrong is right, they have no doubts

Heystop running your mouth