This is a song about "You cant er"

Broke and no one notices

You cant see me bitches,

No you cant hide from me

And niggas flashing crazy

You will wake up in the er with your body covered in stitches

And i can't denyi had some bitches in new yorksome puerto rican bitches

Nothing can be cant you see

I was wondering maybe

And you cant handle our fame,

I live my life in tha fast lane

I just reflect on how i ain't met you, yet boo

You cant run you cant hide , they find you and detach you

I am not the fake that you see er day

How me holiday? i love it when mommy say

Bitch, i might make you my baby

You cant leech me, you cant speech me,