This is a song about "Not mutch to say"

She gon’ ride this dick, i had a long day

Not to hear a single word that you say

Now im not racist, i just say what i say,

She say she fucking with me the long way

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her

So when the cops came asking,i know not to say shit,keep my composure

Come close, catch a contact, i got a loud pack in my cargo pocket

I'll survive as i say "i'm not ready to die freddy you piece of fucking shit"

Nah, not for real. that's not what i meant to say

What the feigns say, few roaches you need spray

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

Some people believe not to a full extent say im crazy theyd shoot up innocents

Everything i have to say explains i'm not new to this dream

So you don't got to wonder what i got up on my team

Life's based upon what i'mma do today

Theres not one way to play it safe its hard to say