This is a song about "Songs about you makes rain if you tell that my eyes will end"

Matter fact i dreamed that i lived twice

If it makes that pussy look me in the eyes

Bitch, they call it motor city

//promise that you will sing about me

And you will fall, no lie it doesn't matter about the size i'll still end your life

It's hard to have american pride when most of your money's made out of them lies

Tell me to check the blue prints. think that makes you the true prince?

Talking ridiculous have mommas getting floral opinions

Ill end you will to rap

Pass that, catch back, fast that

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

I will kick you autta my battle if you pissed me

//promise that you will sing about me

Do you think i'm crazy, crazy, crazy

//promise that you will sing about me

If you ain't about money