This is a song about "You can t spiy"

Make sure to give them my all

You don;t thin anymore

I'm in dulles waiting on luggage - luxury baggage

Cause this is how i feel when i ain’t rappin on the mic you bitch

And leave the scene the way i came herethough some people say it's crazy

A, b-s-t-r-a-c-t, come in smokin' green, talk about a stupid question, you feelin' me?

All you heard is aye-pext don t hit me no more/

And all that deep shit i was previously down for

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

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

But most importantly, hip hop isn’t dead no more you see

Shawty stay up in philly, shawty was hella pretty

I can't hold back, it's time to attack jack

If you think what you see on t v's bad

Where to begin when love ends on a bad noteor being honest make the trust grow

My flow ain't to fast and t ain't to slow, just so perfect that you could never know