This is a song about "You hab"

I remember when i used to bust a mack with my eyes closed

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

See you, touch you, hear you

It's really not an issue

I shocked you now you numb

It's slight blemishes and life system

Few chips, i get out n' spray

Like you understand what you say

Whether you wrong or you right

Catchin' all the light

You liberace's, versace's, and you nazis,

My weed and my broad exotic with no seeds

Hey mr. coach, i don't like you

Fuck you i'll buck you you suck too

You think i'm lying to you

Raised by a momma who, who