This is a song about "U dont live here"

I'll give u 6 stitches i know u dont get bitches

Plus she outrun any youngin that i've hung with

To understand your ways, inexperienced back in the days

So u dont remember things? so u write it on ur face,

U still think why u dont have any fan

Put burners in the hands, of the black man

I get sad when u dont call

Yeah, i'mma let the chips fall

Well here is a response from him saying u can't///////////////

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

Silicone bitches got the confidence

I'm out here tryna live life like kings

When i get to warwick avenue

U say u fuck with me i dont fuck u