This is a song about "The situation"

And non-nigga friends got it with him

For my current situation

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

But the limitation has been re-illustrated, a situation,

She comes to assess the situation, she definitely a talker

But i never ever thought that you would take me on this offer

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

She comes to assess the situation, she definitely a talker

So take a seat and look at the whole situation

The deadly places slingin drugs, in thug's mansion

Ukrainian giving dome top craniumass shot jeans like she painted themt-raw niggas try to favor him

So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation.

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

It was frightening a daunting situation,