This is a song about "Re"

Hell naw you need to re-think that

It's blacc friday and i'm glad to be black

The jiggas and the tips

Re-directed de-ci-sions

Re-write till my words perfectly are what you recite,

If you something like paid you can fuck tonight

She's cute but her forehead's big

Just re upped now the refer reappeared

Burn like furnace urns, re-furnish on the track as a fern,

I run circles round these niggas' world like saturn

D.c. pg is with me see that bentley that ain't mine

Had to re align and not resign

Mama always told me i’d be famous

On re up, need strips in cases

It’s official, she my misses

While re-sealing your stitches