This is a song about "Thats me"

Yeah thats right scratch and bite me, call for help, show fear

Give these niggas the pink slip when they appear

And when my eyes looking like a nigga tired

Thats another way for me to release this eating hurt

All free, thats all me for real!

I don't sprint just boost when i feel

P.s eh i ain't trying to nit pick

And thats makin me sick

Divide you from me, thats a large quotient,

Shout out to joe and chris, it's a.p on my wrist

Okay i'm trying to hit, something's just gotta give

U try to diss me but thats all u come up with,

If thats your job, call me the saboteur.

Or something that you paid for

Your the only one thats meant for me,

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free