This is a song about "Yo that s shakie s"

Bitch don´t fuck with me, i´ll murder you that´s for free.

Niggas fuck with your boy, i can make you some money

Lets talk about history..in the 70's morrison once said, that killers lack huge parts

Man quit rapping get out this site, go proclaim loud like a little kid who wants

It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple

Tints ain’t legal, i ain’t ordinary people

It's ironic cause i always hear you talking about one

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

Now you scratchin' on my back, i see your pleasure in my pain

24's on that escalade and ya' chick in the back, gettin' laid,

I'm spittin hungry like ain't shit up on my dinner plate

Like i got an s on my chest i thank god that im still here hes my bullet

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit