This is a song about "You could have my old butch cause i don t fuck the same bitch"

Lighter, and i could fuck around and let you meet my sparks

Make their feets get wet and funky up in they under arms

You just don't like what i'm doing, the lyrics twitter my image

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

Seven years old in my heart, so i'm stayin' gold

All you rappers sound the same its gettin pretty old

Bitch, i ball, ho, you lame, look at my laneys, switchin’ lanes

Cause i drove you insane, you repeating the same names

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

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

I don have to explain myselfi dont have tochange for nobody if you dont like me

Damn, why they take another soldier?i load my clip before my eyes blurry, don't worry

I been in the zone like my whole life my new bitch your old wife

Folarin never walk in prada and talk of a price