This is a song about "Told ya"

And inside they think rap's soft

You told me to get lost

Told you i was better

Well, maybe not forever

Told you to give up hope.

Motivated just from being broke

Everyday told me to forfeit

Keeping them on the hip

Black woman you cold

I don't need to be told

I mean of course just the same old

Everyday is a story to be told

I'll give it to ya straight, this is what she told me

With the blaze a your bluntsand you can picture thoughts slowly

Fearin what it show you, reality is gold

Because i strangle hold, the tale is told