This is a song about "What was that"

What am i talking about you knew fore i was born, that jodi's families

And lastly for everybody who doubted i can't live without you, please

So ya can guess what happened next, that was no mystery

Paintin perfect pictures ain't never worked, my misery

I didn't get ya number, what was that again ya know

A nigga ghost every time youngin on the flow

I tear up reading your crap, like what was that

Money in a bag, stones be yellow as a cat

All i want is you

What was i suppose to do?

Organized crime, i kill your boss

Never thought about what was,

Rat'a'tat'tat, what the fuck was that?

I'm trying to make a way, she never call back