This is a song about "Ragging on you"

I know you think you on

When you took my hand up so calm

Raised by a momma who, who

Take my anger out on you

The world should turn as soon as my records spin

You on the table for operation

Never laid a fist on you

Dear sweetheart, wassup boo

I got a dollar and a dream

Murdered you on the flat screen

That's word to my mom

You know what turns me on

I got you on watch i put you on notice

See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love

And if people hating on you

Cause when i make this stew