This is a song about "Take it from me"

But you're loving mine i am the shit

It didnt take long for me to write her ballad

Fuck sara lee, mrs. smith; you the pie lady

Give me the key, i’ll try and take it baby

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

It just hit me, came from underneath to lift me

Take your pride n leave son, plz stop me from the pain

You in the basement, i'm on the roof again

Take wat u took from me out on you

The boa know they loving the crew

Yo let’s take it back to hip-hop from the top of the show,

Used to have this white bitch, she looked like madonna though

Let's take it back to straight hip-hop and start it from scratch

Swear this closet full of heat, bitch i never need a match