This is a song about "Trying me"

Trying to get the attention off me,

You see now that nigga lonely

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

Now this fake little punks are trying to come at me

Nigga what the fuck you trying to battle with me

Surrounded by the irony of living in the city

No! you can't see me now, trying to bring me down.

Well do the hokey-pokey, and turn that ass around

The game ain't pretty but i'm reppin' for my city

Now this fake little punks are trying to come at me

Please forgive me i'm trying

I do the right thing

I flow flawlessly, without trying make your girl wanna talk to me

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free