This is a song about "R i p"

Jill scott on my ipod, as my head rests

All my nigears r in the projects

Control our mental states, settle down and set it straight

Of a koenigsegg going 200 m-p-h trough the interstate

M v p like steve nash

I can get straight to the cash

In the "city of lights", it's hard to see clear

I m not making u feel that u r my dear...

I killed my manager with an iron

U r the ass who made me learn...

Cabo to jamaica every weekend honey moon and you

I think both of us r stuck together like the sky n the color blue/

And i be with p, so i got bbc shit

I said boss and i meant that; advance, you spent that