This is a song about "Step up on the scene"

Be my little pill and just creep into my blood stream

Then cut him up again to reenact the scene.

Together all the timethought it was true love

Regardless, step up to the tar pit the small ones

Stay gold, alchemy, nigga we rap's alpha team

Not even two years later i was back on the scene

But a gotta pick up, step up to the plate

We both teenagers with the same mind state

But i'm losin' all my motherfuckin' friends.. damn!they should've shot me when i was born

I just step up in the club pour it up on a bad bitch that be wearing thong.

He a message, i'm the runner

Cut her up, leave the scene and my signature

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream

Then cut him up again to reenact the scene.

As i glare on the scene

I'm the head coach of the team