This is a song about "Teck on the dresser"

Gift and a curse, the center of attention

Bleeding on the carpet, drooling on my chin

Than the birds on the wire

The only time i flirt with her

Getting brain when i’m talking on the phone

Scanner on my dresser, i work at home

Even when i'm sleep, i got vision

Crip on the run, nipsey hustle on the gun

'til a stray bullet got his lungs struck

When i let that teck go hoes gone wet it up

That's word to my mom

Screw up the cup, i'm on

Mami told me son, hold your own

Choked the one on the throne

Now we going hard like i ain't gonna die

On my ride on the bills baby i