This is a song about "Ur girl"

And certain death for us ghetto bastardswhat can we do when we're arrested, but open fire

Rip ur head from ur neck and laugh as ur body twitches like terretes,bury ur

As: they will be so surprised

From ur head n' ur mind,

Sever ur memory from ur head n' ur mind

Hoes gossip while the real niggas on the grind

And realize ur pussy bitch.

Never agree with that message

Take ur place in the backseat,

I keep my money neat

U a rich girl out after dark, ur prides in the purse, im a mugger

Like food for thought was my father but i ain't have the hunger

Then me and ur girl be in a mercedes/

I'm everything that they call nice

Shout out to joe and chris, it's a.p on my wrist

Face it ur basic, my skillz designed, ur shits makeshift