This is a song about "You re a loaner"

Wishing for a new re-dition have them regret

Your heart was false just like the words you said

If this was c.o.d, ill shoot your ass every time you re-spawn

When big lips is in the attic armed with an addict's arm

Escaping all of you racists, re-shaping this occupation... nigga

I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh

But the limitation has been re-illustrated, a situation,

Once the police get to cuffing, bet his homie deceive him

She got me caught up in the moment

Gotta re-route over this hump,

So let me re-frame like a old picture wit a new face

Cause all you got now is too much room space, shoe space

Got racks, ain’t talking tits

Re-directed de-ci-sions

Trapped in my own communityone day i'm gonna bust

Re-locate to a spaceship, orange the name of my agent