This is a song about "You jealous about my game"

If i told you about my sex life

Take her back to where i live

Somebody call the pastor, this bastard is so possessed

Terrorist, bomb on my chest, jealous cuz i'm better than the rest,

Cause you know my game is never played up

Some of you bitches look stupid as fuck

So i'm hurting. me effort is apparent she not fertile

You say bullsit about me and my lifestyle with your stupid freestyle.

Its alright for you to be jealous

Let me teach you all the sounds of love

You ain't know nothing about me and my money

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

And wale been tellin' other rappers take a deep breath

When i spit you know your jealous of the skill that i possess/