This is a song about "Shown 6 size 4"

Don’t let it drift away like a feather and i’m home, home, home

She's rejecting all of me, my true self is what i've shown.

Took the van, went snatch her

...not wanted 4 murder...

When a 4 by 4 comes crashing into your skull and furthermore

Hittin your door while your car's spinning, hitting the wall

Just a scared little prick picking on guys half his size

But the love from the boppers had 'him watchin they rise

Didn't tickle your funny bone? well, your bones will be shown

Late night to the early morn, i been such a rolling stone

But i be like for real, just pick up that phone

A better life can always be shown

And you ask twitter why you getting fake guys

It's nas, seven hundred wives, king solomon size

But let the record be shown

So don't follow me home