This is a song about "Try attackin me"

To try and violate me to.

Then i gotta say peace to you

Tell your homeboy to try me.

I reel them in, goadomes on see

I wish a mother fucker would try me,

While i'm making history

#pitiful rappers attackin the masters, givin me reason to feed my murderous tendencies

Doin twenty to life in san quentingettin calls from my nigga mike tyson, ain't nuttin nice

Your wrists don't glist, get the pots out baby

So if you try to rap like him try me

Don't try to blow me, you fucking gay

So close i could give flip a play

And i'll tell you, baby, it was easy

Try to call me (try to call me)

Dont try to be like me

Took my heart away from money