This is a song about "Who s"

Spend the night with me, we'll talk and

My g"s have been handcuffed,

Becoming a good rapper ain't that easy of a process

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

And coulda retired at 29 in my 20′s still

To make karma come faster than she normally will

Clicquot for the girls in the tight dress

If only i could go back into the 80’s

That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get

Leasin' a vehicle quick enough to see people that don't even exist yet

Any one who says he s wack i attack with these raps n

When it come to pistols, these niggas don't john lynch them

The truth shall be told

S queezys very bold

I'm not talking m3's, but this is your survival lease

That's why i get cut like i don't fuck with the coach knees