This is a song about "You re tradh"

Drivin a hearse, re birthed, through death,

Carefree i don’t need the stress

Re-directed de-ci-sions

I never fit in with them light skins

Make their feets get wet and funky up in they under arms

I'll probably re-visit those old shotgun homes and trailer parks,

Hell naw you need to re-think that

My name trouble i'm a blessing to rap

You 're a gap and a bully so stop this folly

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

Boy in a flash its like you start to replace him

Rap is based off of reality, re-a-li-sm

Hotel suite, room keys is a gift

Just re upped now the refer reappeared

I re-sign that bullet with your name with a peace sign

You could love it or hate it but he was prime time