This is a song about "Point of view"

And i ain't trying to hear what you wanting to say

You aint please me but from a point of view your pic looks gay

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

Your point of view is sickening, but its useless to be bickering

To see that this is my serial killers point of view.

Let me drug you up and put different things in you

I don't wanna ever come down from this cloud of loving you

Nothing to yall but try to see it from my angle of view

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

Render you washed ashore target tuned, in, red dotted point of view ending you,

Always followed surely after a quick view of disaster

Now the dashboard is wooden from a hard-tangled grammar

This shit make a nigga wanna get some bread or bust a head

And like a bloods point of view, i'l have you seeing all red!