This is a song about "Vma s"

I've become immune to you no name haters

Money, cash, hoes, 420's the cleverest verse,

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

Past all these glass jaws and assholes that claim

That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get

I bet this brother be a better oneif i upset you don't stress never forget

First one to spot you and i ain't telling nobody

Said i'm bad motherfucker from the w e s t

My g"s have been handcuffed,

Spend the night with me, we'll talk and

I got ak-47's get ya shit lit

Saying they this and that

Meanin’ i don’t play ‘cause wale is ill

And coulda retired at 29 in my 20′s still