This is a song about "Unfaithful guys"

We on the rise, me and g, ghetto wise guys

Fuck rules, skate life, rape, write, repeat twice

I'm amused when they try, i stay confusing these guys

Let me enter your life, lady we can spill our rice

Too many guys i already slay

I was gonna write you a poem today

Y'all get shot at, homie...i do the shooting

3 billion guys, competition keeps on moving

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

Ok guys now were ready to get rolling

I'm a winner , bags for disposing guys,

I guess she thought she'd get away, wouldn't hear the cries

As your family dies, and my family rise

And keep away from clients this bad guys