This is a song about "See was down so i rap to rise her up but it backed fired"

We ain't playing for rings and that trophy i mention before, i let em keep

First floor, so it was easy to creep. i knew her from school but we never would speak.

Got so lit thought i was a kid and hid it; didn't want santa to see

So roll up the marley, my eyes all low up in this party

Fuckin' with my people well that's called the heath ledge

So i grab her by the hands and hold her down to the bench

So i headed to the streets/ it was a scary place to be/ but the

Pass the henn and that ice, i'm on a track with 'pac nigga

Oughta eat the bitch with salt and wash it down with a gallon of water

Begging me to quit rap, but i'm just not ready to let it loose for her

You is just a groupie bitch and groupie bitch, no i am sick

Checking to see if she was still alive so i poked her with a stick,

On the mic i spit, shit thats desired, got signed but the other day i was told that i got fired,

Fuck around and get tossed up, by the fuckin outlawzbefore i leave, make sure everybody heard

But sometimes in the ghetto see it's hard to move it up and down,

It's a man's worldbut real women make tha shit go around