This is a song about "You sucl"

Wolf gang, triple six crew

See you, touch you, hear you

It's really not an issue

Girl you know i want you

I'm hopped up on it, it won't go away

Like you understand what you say

Unless your 'skin's winning, then i do it just to fucking boast

He'd fucked you up, pawn you, murk you, lyrically leavin' you diagnosed//

You thought what you thought, you walked and you talked

I ain't for that work, trying to see my daughter walk

You motherfucking denial you a hypocrite you say you perfect?

Why'd you slang crack? cause i had toa nigga gotta pay the fuckin rent

No thank you, just fuck you,

South beach fountain blue

You cant run you cant hide , they find you and detach you

I just reflect on how i ain't met you, yet boo