This is a song about "Was"

Intendent attend them, cool cause

Blaming herself for how it was

Sk for dinner and forget to floss

Wait no, thats just how your face was

When i was little i was writing shit while other kids was out skipping rope

So police say it was suicide, suspiciously walks by the murder scene with his hooded coat

Never thought about what was,

Like i'm only serving 20 rocks

My knee was cut open, heart was broken.

Niggas start listenin', and what i'm givin' them

Righteously living, i know all my verses be cold

I was convinced that rap was the shit, and i was sold/

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

I said i was done with the dissing, and i was but something was missing

He was in for thrill, he was skilled.

I promise to keep it honest