This is a song about "Sad with no sware words"

It's no longer a new jack city

You have no more words for me

The game's a bitch, ooh we got her

Killing with words and making your mind longer

Sad that he had to take his own life to escape this sad life with a pliable alibi

Two kids shot while the whole block staringi will never understand this society, first they try

Young money motherfucker we the shit

No nits to pick, no words unfit, no hairs to split

The birds i knew flip birds

No grief into these words

If sam rosen never rolled and malcom never spoke

With my sad pitiful miserable life no hope,

Anything to please us. comin up with words out of no where got some hair

If you was, i would climb every other stair, i gotta stare

Don't come around hurr on that floss shit

With words so mixed and twisted