This is a song about "Ur nans flaps"

The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love

Ur in over ur head, bitch your tactics are useless

And realize ur pussy bitch.

Lying to yourself, all over an image

The way she walks and causes a fuss

Ur a hansaw, and your toothless,

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

Let ur injuries assure u who served u ur victory

Now we was once two niggas of the same kind

Marijuana smoke doesn't damage ur mind

All dem niggas gonna hate

Ur love was always fake

Have a ware and look above ur

And let them lames get your old number

She blushed, the clothes came off, and i bust heri'm up now, ready to get drunk on the block

Our songs makes heads pop, an nans ganster bop, limp walking round like they just got shot,