This is a song about "You hold everything you do for me over my head"

Everything you tell me is lie

In the lambo looking like a fly

I hate the way you can do everything you please

Put you in jimmy choo and you ain't even chinese

Me and you in extasydon't be upset

Hard for you to manage yo bitch give me so much head

Franky lymon the lime light gets old

Without you here for me to hold

Burning everything you hold sacred, kush imported from jamaica

Now tomorrow you sober wishing you ordered a soda

I'mma kill you for fillin my head up with crap

She's tryna fall back, cuz she say i'm all that

I thank you for the attention you give me and everything else

Thank god for what i did with blocking against this shaky defense

Scratch my head over the wounds and infect you with my lice

That's where i hound your wife, she see the 4 pounds of ice