This is a song about "You garbagwe"

Girl you know i want you

I call em up, they might fall through

Something wicked this way come

I shocked you now you numb

The revolution will proceed

You take what you don't need.

But i did have miss medusa, she loud and she leave me stoned

He'd fucked you up, pawn you, murk you, lyrically leavin' you diagnosed//

You thought what you thought, you walked and you talked

Only real niggas stay on top

When you know that you are

Young money, d-town's all star

And i'm a just take another guess

Thinking you dope , thinking you fresh,

Swear i'm trying to get through

Fuck you i'll buck you you suck too