This is a song about "Personal kno"

Motherfucker i ain't never broke

Lil sad tho cus my dad kno i don't smoke

To the 'r'. ruin niggas hopes of success

Ya better kno lyfe b4 u meet death

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

Him to kno' that he was different.he put his head pointin' to the sky

Never tell em bend over i just make em’ take a bow

Fuck a personal foul, i'm just hurtin' 'em now

Ain't none of my niggas crip, and we giving niggas the blues

My personal use for a personal boost, flavored juice

If i die today was it business? was it personal?

You're reaching new heights, and i ain't kiss you just a little

Next thing you kno u be pushin up daisies/

Spit selvage my nigga, it's in my jeans

To further personal gain and interest, and see there's evidence,

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks