This is a song about "Tell him"

I nodded my head to tell him go ahead

Making love to the streets, they be lusting for bread

Tell him that i slit his throat, in this dream i had

Hit, i never call her back. bet she keep on coming back

And while i’m in your mother

Tell him to stop being vulgar,

Where you belong with your family

Just tell me, tell me, tell me if u love me

I'm fuckin witchu but i love them bitches you know i'm gettin more cut than nip tuck

Lets strap the president with an m4 drop him off in iraq and tell wm good luck

No one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble

But also tell him that his raps are very respectable

Take a puff from the blunt and watch the smoke swirlmy mossberg goes boom, what's another plug

Lets strap the president with an m4 drop him off in iraq and tell wm good luck