This is a song about "Ve"

And he's not fucking working, i think i'm wasting my damn time

U feeling guilty like u ve done some crime.and u aint got that rhyme..

Livin' off ya dreams like christina uh-milian in the front seat

Still i ve the money and there's nothing better than some weed..

We' ve got opportunities to create

On these jealous ass coward cuz they evil and fake

I'm worldwide i'm certified, pop a bottle my cali dime

U feeling guilty like u ve done some crime.and u aint got that rhyme..

Cant the white man, understand, we won, we ve been freed

I can always go home and look down my street

I´ve got those scars on my wrist that nobody can see

Are you shallow cause if not i'll take it deeper baby