This is a song about "You say you had these feeligs"

Might want to purchase some game, homey your shit is so wack

Why you let these hoes tear what we had right apart, oh i was so mad

Or let the mob handle that

But there was something you had

Half these niggas working now, they knocked it down, they're going back

I'mmma beat you. cuase you know im better than. you always had.

If you had no role models and if you had no chaperones,

Because now a nigga hot enough to fuck with one of satan' hoes

Why you let these hoes tear what we had right apart, oh i was so mad

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

No, not bombs over baghdad

But still you had the same look ya had,

You had to say you rather take your sister 'n fuck her

You ever paid attention in there? me either

You say you got a nigga

Is written in our souls, africa