This is a song about "You re the one"

Pay dues like a hair salon

You are one in the marathon

Member when you had a jheri curl didn't quite learn

Burn like furnace urns, re-furnish on the track as a fern,

Hell naw you need to re-think that

That we ain't never had

Let's buy guns and kill those kids with dads and mom

Shoulda been the one you could rely on

Bet your bottom dollar before i'm done

I know you ain't the fucking wrong one

I am not, let's consider me a little pecan

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

You wanna judge me for my lyrics, but you´re not me,

What the fuck i look like, saying i'm sorry