This is a song about "You dont bl"

I'm in my other car

It dont matter who you are

I was gonna write you a poem today

You better believe i dont play

Play this shit while you contemplate

Dont play wit me before you get sprayed

And i'm right behind him in a coupe that we drive

Most haters dont want to see you alive

Now i dont really know you

And word i blew off herb i grew

Its cold as shit in this booth

You dont wanna lose a tooth,

Mama ain't raise no fool, true

I dont trust you! ayo! fuck you!

I’m a hustla, baby

But you dont fucking see