This is a song about "They were wrong"

For real, you need to go away just like the rain song

Keep ya head up, if they call ya bitch, then just prove 'em wrong,

Now we were alone believe me i know it was wrong

And then i'll lay you down and record soft porn

When i cock the beam back, i'm aiming for supreme hats

That they thought were sweet boys but were actually scumbags

No where, beyond where, they already were.

Money got me sagging, it really doesn't matter

They dissecting, it wrong

My way like a usher song

I make a way for my people to see the light

And if they say you’re wrong, you know that ain’t right

A whole diss on gays and what they do wrong

Now that you’re gone, gone, gone

How wrong you were and you didn't gave it a rest,

I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest