This is a song about "Roastin you"

Bird gangs, it was birds i flew

See you, touch you, hear you

It's really not an issue

No thank you, just fuck you,

Wolf gang, triple six crew

You expect me to respect you?

Girl you know i want you

Swear i'm trying to get through

Smoking on a marley

You saying you want coffee

When you see me you begin you hibernation.

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win

What preceded was the clue

You know that i love you

I'm here tryin' to pull you through

You got your crew behind you