This is a song about "You are my everlasting"

You die from my earthquake on porn mags you are buried

My ex bitch bitter now cause everything sweet

My internal skills are nothing you can run after,your raps don't

Climbing up the pole, jack and the beanstalk, bitch it's gold

Take you out kentland and show you a zoo

Are you against or in my crew?

My lyrics are poppin, never stopping, yo you don't gotta wait

Just know you hatin on that nigga, nigga get it straight

You better be ready when my sleeves are down are were swinging fists

So bitches hate to do me like it's convict community service

You are the angel, you sit like a bolder on my shoulder,

Well look, if you don't talk, i mean these sessions are going to go slower

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

You are inferior to my material.