This is a song about "You jealous of my come up"

But can't come up with a good line of rhyme.

Let me put my funk on this one time

My brain is the haziest, come up with some amazing shit

And niggas ain't shit but you already knew that

It's hard to live out atlanta with out makin' this a habit

Rappin is my profession so i always come up with fresh shit.

Where you come up also where you drop down

The face mob, kept it ghetto for the h town

Fuck you jealous niggas wishing she was blowing you

Aiyyo, them niggas from the three two, said i can't breeze through

I give him a helpin' hand, bring him out to thugz mansion

Chat you up you come to my place for a ration

Its alright for you to be jealous

Let's have a toast for this new love

Because you quit to fast for you to come up with something.

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring