This is a song about "U a bckstabbers"

And niggas flashing crazy

Cause u aint no man you a pussy

Are u a bitch or a ruler,

Said when i do dirt wit her

Riding shotgun uptown,blowin out the bubble

While u consider me a fable, fable

Fistful of wood, twisted for the good

U wont last a day youlle get wasted,

Its all gun bustin, its such a lack of the subject

U a little boy u still cry when ya get beat wit a belt/

I hope u consider this rap a roast

Fearin what it show you, reality is gold

Without a second thought, but you got my respect is all

And u know my number just give it a call if u wana brawl

Ddd-did i stutter the missing piece of the puzzle

To this dude u meet, u a wild animal