This is a song about "U n out"

I went all out fool, u paced it

Get the zippo and spark the shit

Tsa be laughing all them rubbers in your luggage

So please don't go i love u n i miss u so much

Might even know how hard it is, no doubt

And now u thinking u need to get out

And there's little to be glad for

N u will see it like a bicker

Hot shots to your sternum n melon have u hurtin n yellin

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

The shit is so bare, my diary isn't hid

The outline which you n****s out dated

Dollars can't keep u out of debt

So if i do call it's just a check