This is a song about "She s my sorld5"

But now i'm pointin the finger at police

College degree, scores on my s a t, shit, please,

She keep liking all my pictures

And i swear, my lord, i been down to earth

But she became my enemy

What them tippers don't see

Like i got an s on my chest i thank god that im still here hes my bullet

Coconuts ciroc where puff at, never fall in love, don't cuff that

But meanwhile my 16's screaming like "peeps please"

Automatic kill for pennies

My g"s have been handcuffed,

Im happier when high and drunk

Girl i don’t want to rush tonight

And she stays by my side

A couple posites i got,even penny'll stop

.4’s for 15, yea my niggas we be taxing a lot