This is a song about "Trouble maker"

But she sure can get you high if the coke let her

Jaw breaker i'ma take it shake ya money maker

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Everyone thinks i’m nothing but trouble,

They trying to be the greatest, their whole signing was a favor

That can't take an undertaker, feelin to make me meet my maker

These niggas dont want no trouble.

Got to the end of the tunnel

I shut em down, you fuck around, meet ya maker

Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her

If that means, what i think it means, we're in trouble

It's only right we lose greatness at its pinnacle

Said when i do dirt wit her

We're all cursed like that bu the maker

You're so white, my blinkers don't work

Get lit and cause trouble hammered.