This is a song about "You can t spiy"

Run for cover and return fire

The one who can´t even show a real smile

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

Or fuck my enemies bitch, acting bad and getting rich

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

I’m at dulles with luggage fly straight to the money

Two times for the chicks with the right bag

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

Your raps don"t even rhyme!

But most of the time

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

Reincarnated bitch even worse than before

Nothing you can say can scare me

So while the world goes drake crazy