This is a song about "Pitch black confused"

Part of me jumps with happiness but the other stays confused

The owner bout to prosecute, the niggas tell her that she's cute

Bodyguard for what? dog, i'd rather shoot

I dont love you im just confused

I turned down a quarter mil to pitch a mobile phone

That why when he outta town i make sure she is not alone

Wanna hear me, go wait in line and pitch a tent

Sorry mark i don’t want offend your sisters good friend

Talkin' thathip-hop shit, don't get shot bitch

I never miss everytime i pitch

Ha my mojo back

Top dropped down, black on black

We ain't buying cds, we striving to live

Confused to ever near disguise