This is a song about "Ur muu"

I'm hurtin ur feelins and burnin ur ass ur fragile like glass

She gon' shake that little ass while they rain with that cash

I'm the trill og and i be out here on the grind

Sever ur memory from ur head n' ur mind

Cuz ur the only reason

Dub a.l.e., such a son of a gun

Way too much right here is at stake

Ur love was always fake

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Got loads of bad #chemicals inside ur persona 'n' ur feeling ill

It's moe, all i need is more chips

And quit walking with ur hips,

Hey bitch..wats ur name....i forgot ur name...

But the industry's a lot like, a crap game

Eject ur rhymes in orbits,

And shrimp might run and tell the pigs