This is a song about "She be on that shit that i know of"

Still they wonder how i seem so confident

That i got feelings for her but i know she doesn't

That i be on this mic

Pitch the rock, mike vick, swag so sick

A taste of my acids kid, i’ll never be on that faggot shit,

Fuck a label on my jacket, screw you like a ratchet

It's just i got a list of shit that i just have to be on

Cause in my criminal mind, nobody violates the don

In some fucking yellow skinnies looking like a fucking faggot

To all the people that i dissed, just know that i never meant that shit

I can't let go of her, she means too much to me to do that shit

Influencing your decisions i can't even get a minute

So i know the devil shit,that sound

The fourth one, i like to kick around

Masked up, this ain't trick or treat, one wrong move they finna squeeze

I got a lot of shit inside that i don't know how to release,