This is a song about "Threat"

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

Who should i hang out with the preps but they always send me threat letters

But what you seeing is a threat

Im trying to see her in bed

If i detect a threat you better protect your neck

Me and you in extasydon't be upset

You aint a threat i smoke you from a bong and blow you out into a thong

But ya chose to go before meand brothas miss ya while your gone

My brother got knocked now they hold him in cells

The threat the comes towards me as i look for success

So don't be acting shyi run my fingers through your hairthen i lay you on the bed

Youv never been a threat,you cant even get your girl wet, so you start a duet,

As i stare at the ceiling fan, as a fan of these wicked streets

A potential threat to the dictators selling you silly feeds

Prashant aka maverick, "i'mma kill you" thats my favorite threat.

Not mine, i'm with wale, i'm just a tourist on the set