This is a song about "We ve got something goin on between us"

Something had led us so astray

Take my moms, move away

After i dig her up and then eat her out with a bit of mustard

Why you ignorin these feelins between us, must be that "l" word

But we got off on the wrong foot

Aye, hold your head homie, look

They got me goin' mad, i'm knockin' busters on they backs

Slang from dust to dawn, detectives act like they maniacs

Damn, they wanna label me a menace

Shady, he's got nothing on us

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

Surrounded by the irony of living in the city

I lack jungle fever, had to black for the sneakers

Those that cheat us try to beat us we got hookers with heaters