This is a song about "You think you can cus me"

On your eyes you cry, and it's cus of me

My bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

God mc oh my god you gotta see

Yo bitch you think you can shit talk to me,

Send him the voicemail cause we all the way gone

You think you can reply back and beat me but your dead wrong

It’s hard when starving marcus garvey messed with malcolm little

You think that you can rap man? shit,don't make me giggle

If you think you can meet me without a cheat sheet,

Now it'll cost you 30 racks to get a verse cheap

You niggahs think you can hurt me then you are cray

Mary jane keeps me high like every day

You can only think about and image it

Y'all similes is literal shit