This is a song about "You ain t nothing"

Rat t-t-t-tatted up on my back

Two times for the chicks with the right bag

Guess you could call me by my name b double o t.

Driver drop me off at dulles im headed to some money

You ain't nothing but a vulture

A cocaine measurer, part time lover

Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string

When you bluffing, and end up doing nothing

Girl no matter what you do you ain gonna cross the line,

You live your life all serious while i'm enjoying mine

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

(plexus) "um not to scare you or nothing

Frightening, so fucking frightening

When you bluffing, and end up doing nothing

Wu-tang gangbanged it, meth ate

// [you show me nothing but hate]