This is a song about "Text back"

Next time i'm a use a text

My real estate sweet, yea ginger bread

At 12am everynight i expect to get a text or page

I never judge a murder by weapons, only the rage

You trying hard to maintain, then go headcause i ain't mad at cha

I'm the next kruger, send 'em like text messages to ya,

Blurting text with versing jests perplexing suburban heads

Blewin' some reefer in my zone like a 2-3 defense

The holy bible is the only vital sacred text

I cut my wrist and play piano cause i'm so depressed

Why i'm living keep a pistol just to keep you alive

But you know women lieits like i sent my love with a text two times

But then they'll have an accident and pick up another mani went to the bank to cash my check

Note: anything in brackets is intended to be said fast, its hard conveying flow in text

Reflect the raps that flow out spiles text

Bitch shake your ass, shake it until the wet sweat