This is a song about "You put me on"

Since i put you on the spot

But it don't matter i'm a cool shot

By anotha lil' boy and this is what he said

If you dont listen ill put it out on your head.

You can see that my city found me then put me on stages

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was

Put ya in a coma have you dreaming bout beating me

It ain't personalstrictly business, baby

How could you put me through this?

It’s a fucking celebration, bitches

Now i'm laying out at the delano though

You put me on and i ain't forget so

Pressed in timeswe busted like bubbleswith the police

I'll fuck you up and put you on maternity leave

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

Cuz when you talk tough i put my finger on the trigger,