This is a song about "Talia s ass"

That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get

And if yo blood wasn't runnin through my veins i would prolly cut yall off ... too ! yep

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',

She got cold feet, my love will be the sun, get it done

And we no la de de da i don't care for any people

It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple

So i spend it real fast, cause i’m tryna sit and chill

And coulda retired at 29 in my 20′s still

S queezys very bold

Is a space that now you hold

I'm not talking m3's, but this is your survival lease

Your bitch likely tricking off and bruising up her knees

My g"s have been handcuffed,

I stuff you in the trunk, drunk

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

Kiss me on the cheek as she whispered, "this the last time