This is a song about "Wassap with you"

I'll surround you with words, attack you with metaphors,

With hi-tek on the score, once more, of course

About disaster in the world and

And you look away with disgust

Don't worry bout a thang baby

You don't wanna fuck with me/

And the last one, he's in the mirror

And end you with a finisher

Starts with the killing of you

Tinted out, you ain't seeing through

She gonna dance when that molly through

It can start with only you

Shit, see that thing there was mine

Fuck with them you fuck with swine

Niggas that guided me through

While i was stayin with you