This is a song about "Reply"

Thinking how to reply sinking further down i cant bear to see your plight

Wanna "freak like me," fuck adinaup and down is the object, side to side

Me and juan ensurin' you that your slut daughters gone

You think you can reply back and beat me but your dead wrong

On that battle section is a reply to my verse

Behind the velvet rope, snapping a lot of pictures

At the tender age of 12, and you feel that no one cares

In my reply, i ain't up high, i'm closer in a future sense

That's the window into the sky

Now she dosent reply

God calling the name but we didnt give a reply

Fresh to death, when i step, you can hear momma's cry

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

But all i could think in reply was i don't know exactly what i'm doing,

So i threw it in a rap so i'd remember that

But they'll reply like you ain't even made it