This is a song about "Pete and rami"

Keep as many phillies as i can like pete rose,

2 v's in the street, blowing trees with hoes

I say what my mind speak

And stop playing hide and seek,

And like to boast and brag

In the house, holla back

No one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble

, iffy and pitiful , shitty and beautiful,

If a nigga didn't fake like them

And get it again and again

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Slice and slash, bite and gnash, bite and mash, fight and smash,

My bitches is perfect, i tell 'em boxing for your ass

Cause 2012 might not be a fucking legend

And remember what i said and