This is a song about "You get no pussys"

Through the grapevine yeah they diss diss

For no reason you get so protective

// [bitch you get (no love)]

Hop off the bus

Fists will dent you, get you tossed- i spit true mint, no dental floss.//

I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops

Used to nun-chuck em, now i got to donatello bow

Aint no mother fucking way you can get out of it now

No you can't ignore me, and it's only gonna get worse

Getting paid off our operation we ain't even doctors

And kids no matter how bad you get knocked down

Smile on my face, tears of a sad clown

// [ha! bitch you get (no love)]

It's just textbook stuff

You see that's all it takes for you pussys to blow up like a bomb

Cause in my criminal mind, nobody violates the don