This is a song about "You going to pss me off"

You telling me to “stay off” is basically treason

That mean i never trust em. and if you ever love them

But it might lead to that r2d2, the mobsters creep through

Ricochet in off a me and it'll glue to you

Me, going to lose? i'll kill you without touching you, verbal abuse/

Yo this nigga's forehead looks like a fuckin' big-ass moose

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Going off you know, the great gatsby

Hot man, god damn, killa cam be live

How are you going to survive?

You say to me you might be going with someone else

So i just pray and hope god, take a light to myself

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Recently, lyrics just seem to talk to me, like when you going to make cd

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

If you wanna see me do it i'm going to have to charge admission/