This is a song about "Tribulations after tribul"

Writing rhyme after rhyme every year

Rocking my peers and putting suckas in fear

I been smokin' that mary jane way after class(way after class)

She gon' shake that little ass while they rain with that cash

Ya'll wife and white knight her

Sippin' shots crippen after

So now she picks up the gun

After im gone im forgotten

After the sadness of the summer winter time froze after another

I am not paying no motherfucking retail for purple label this summer

I'll fuck you after i strike

Killa never let the drama slide

Even after many years

The .45 for you niggas with nine lives

Splatter guts n' catchya after

Something worth dying for