This is a song about "Try it"

Can you please rethink me could you give it a try

As i take you through a ghetto nigga's lullaby

You plan to create kanyeism, and try to expand it?

When he was undressing said it'll only be a minute

I don't even fight it, like why try?

When i'm low, she take me high

Man, i don't get it. why you gotta try and contest me,

With the blaze a your bluntsand you can picture thoughts slowly

Letter to the ghetto, hold your head high

I just wish when it came to us you would try

You could get away with it, try again

We the moody, gucci, louis and pucci men

Dire nonsense, it's quite hard for me to try and stop it

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit

Is it just to even try? should i break down and cry?

K o d, m i a, twenty racks, let it fly