This is a song about "Sneaky niggaz on downlow"

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king

Niggaz is movin' they mouths but they ain't sayin' a thing

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

Instead i sat back took notes tried to be sneaky like a fox,

Got ten on the floor, stop playing with flow

I'm super fast, you niggaz are slow.

Niggaz always wondering when the torture ends, yup!!!

I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truck

And all she wants is to dance

Ya'll sum bitch niggaz a bunch of fags

Niggaz know lexxie is like a potato chip,

Inked up on my hands and arms, got them jams in my pocket

Feel your chest on top on

New message from mom