This is a song about "Telling someone off"

Im telling you imma street fighter,

Said when i do dirt wit her

Telling ‘em to go out and blast off, kill a gangsta,

No soprano, half black half white, i’m a piano

Skin but you my friend look like as if someone peeled off a potato skin.

I be frontinand i'mma drink my hennessey like it ain't nothin

I guess now i'm done telling this story,

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

Telling truth.its what its all about.

These sb's ain't never coming out

Last night no telling what i did

You're emotional bitch, fuck your period

That i'll be noticed by someone

Top ranked, number one my son

Evaporating cruel regimes, telling the kingdom their schemes

But all she ever want me to do is unzip her jeans