This is a song about "Not getting over someone"

Its time for sexxydave to be getting all over the mic/

Niggas awful at dressing, they just a'ight at music

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

See, i'm not only getting older but i feel that i'm getting colder

And these people are signs, that it's not over/

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her

No pork on the fork, but it’s white in the pot

Someone always getting shot, the killer doesn't get caught

Lucifer, our beef is over but not forgotten

Snapping necks and records in matter of seconds check 'em son

Cause when someone raps about me its not a joke

Wale folarin somethin they can't ever smoke

And every nigga suddenly be rappin bout that trap shit

But you ain't getting nothing, if you not prepared to take it

So roll up the marley, my eyes all low up in this party

We can't feel like we're someone who we gotta be, even though it's not me/