This is a song about "One file"

I'll hurt you tell the jury and file another lawsuit that my mind is bout to fall through

Get out the waykeisha now coming throughaye shawty what it dolet’s talk about me and you

My hungry lines will kill ya my style, so file my lines,, as i got tupac in my ten signs,

Mic in my handi run like marion barberyou haters on the sidelines

No one, no one is iller than me.

You see now that nigga lonely

I can only imagine

I'll take them all out one by one,

No one, no one is iller than me.

I got bigger problems baby

That's my style/ compile a file that launch me up a mile/

I know they gon' see me unless they senile

And i listen to common

I want an all in one

One after the other one, then i make another one

Nigga there is a difference between bitches and real women