This is a song about "U are the one"

Suave of a persona of a street hustler combining with theory's weaving of

U said ma family is a bunch of peasants yet u consider me one of the legends.

Smack 'em out the park, delete their number, that's my last call

I thort u were the one we had plans together and all

You are one in the flying herds

Feel like i’m movin' backwards

Now jordan iii my shoe, double m g my crew

Must be the trust that no one has for u

U are been so motherfucking

Add me, take me, pay me it’s nothing

Aiyyo, them niggas from the three two, said i can't breeze through

Where u will tear and cry and shout but no one will help u

Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee

Now every one cant wait and see, cuz the only ones who know me most are family

Right flows down and they might go nice

U prolly the one callin police