This is a song about "Warning"

My mixtape needs a warning sign attached so you know i'm dangerous,

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

Then i noticed a fed, he lit a warning

And this will be the song that we sing

It's been a weekend, five starrin' in her underwear

My ear's rang, a warning shot came, no time for another prayer.

Can you blame her? hundred dollars for them bitches wann’t a option

Then i bust a mean ass verse without a warning

You better hide because this is my last warning

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

Now i'm brawling like the almighty pawn daunting, with no warning.

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

You ain't never shed light on nothing that they're going through

Lil homie listen up, this my warning to you

Don't get too scared, this just a warning

She only love me when i be ignoring