This is a song about "Trey i"

My records sell, yes sir

I guess i aint a soldier

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

I thought that i would maybe

I go in i go hard i go ham, i don't stop

Nessy loch monster stop will he though? probably not

Shit i wonder if i can.

Boy, you can’t tell me a damn thang

I'm after you bringing traffic through

I suppose i should tell you

Cause i promise (cause i promise)

Thought this was forever love

See i thought i knew you,

I really love my miami crew