This is a song about "Ya mina"

I'll detect ya wearing ya grandmothers sweater i

If you don't give a fuck, put your hands up high

And i can't even trip, cause i'm just laughin at cha

Except the motherfucker who challenged ya

Uh, that shit you talk don't move me nada

Rapper who favors and funds ya

You nearly pissed ya pants as ya extended ya hand,

Just think of all the people that you knew in the past

Monday night wrestling, i’m so fucking raw

Paranoia that shit might kill ya

The real deal ya know ya gotta wait

A 45 trey deuce spade sprayed, you stayed

Chloe haterz, see ya

Cause i ain't mad at cha

But dont go in raw

I just gotta mock ya,