This is a song about "You ll"

Organized crime, i kill your boss

I 'll just stick ta hate songs

Talk shit you ll get an axe to your cheek walk quick

I like my glasses full, as if my eyes is big

Or michael vick if ya'll bark nigga ya'll through

Nobody cares about you except you

I found myself losing focus at a sunday service

As a kid thats 3, cursin i ll kill u with just 3 verses

I''ll serve you like a waiter even if we go paperless

The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love

I' ll call you jeremy shocky, you might catch a body

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

I'm going hard for the days i was piss poor

You can call me ll j cause im losing my cool