This is a song about "Thats that shit i dont like"

Hoppin' out a van

I dont give a shit man

Now i fight so hard , seen some shit that left my brain scared , i dont trust easily

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

But they ain't for rat tat tat-tat tat

Ughhhh, like sorry but homie dont play that

I come to find out niggas on rappad takin my shit like dont do that make your

But fuck that, cindi was my dope fiend motherwelfare checks never stepped through the front door

Must be something you want me to see

See i dont need a rap thats pre

See, women are the queens, and bitches just bitches

I never dreamed that the facts would pop shit like this,

I just dont give a fuckin shit

Me and you just need to talk a bit

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

I sip the forty ounces, and mix that shit like brass monkey,