This is a song about "Tell me ni more lies revenge i m the one who loves you so"

But that bitch works up the audacity to tell me who i

See you gotta get high or die, cause even thugs cry

Niggas couldn’t tell if i was dead or alive

So tell the rea-per, can i live one more life

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

I didn't blow 'till i started talking a gang of shit, tell me who you prefer

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

I can tell that you starting to sweat, so ill smoke you out so your no more than a rap cadet,

So tell me who is to blame, maybe the news or the radio

Competition i ain't winning but admit it, i'm still in it though

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

But i don't care about lies homie ,so stop it bro cause you don't know what the fuck

I"m ah gut you and the bitch that's with ya

They infiltrate our homes, africa