This is a song about "Ya mutha"

You nearly pissed ya pants as ya extended ya hand,

You wasn't fin' to dress all crazy no more and

Getting high, see the demons in my eyes, before i die

I'll detect ya wearing ya grandmothers sweater i

Yeah my niggas stay with a little attitude

Dash and blast faster than that mutha fucka sonic dude

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

And breathing it like oxygen mutha fuck my esophagus

Gun to my waist heart beating like im in a mutha fuckin chase

One more thing, i hope you understand your impact on our race

I just gotta mock ya,

I ain't, mad, at cha