This is a song about "You and i"

The ice ain't really nothing to her

I hate you and your mother,

Too, and i now i know what to do, ima haunt you, and taunt you, ima throw you

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

And you know i love you baby

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

And lets bet i kno where you at and i cant remove you

Aiyyo, them niggas from the three two, said i can't breeze through

// [that's right, and i don't need you, don't want to see you]

I steady the flow, ready to blow like snotty tissue

Half my peers, they're stretched for years

You and i were basically brothers

Alleyway and i can't see you they're beating you

We use cakes to get by, by the dudes in blue

I needed you and i would plead..

From the back seat, back seat