This is a song about "Ya mun"

Chloe haterz, see ya

I ain't, mad, at cha

My philosophy is rocks and weed, a partna lean, the glock will squeeze

Ya full of ya self, get ya cock out ya mouth before ya jump in this beef

Bitch i’m coming for ya.

Cause i ain't mad at cha

And i'm on you rapper's ass like brake lights

Fast life ya behind ,ya currency just declines

Never ever pay rent

Watch out!...throw ya vest on ya chest,

You nearly pissed ya pants as ya extended ya hand,

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

The science and the art, africa

I let that choppa intersect ya

I welcome with my handsand the red sun sinks at last

They said show me ya gats, ya cash, ass ya smashed