This is a song about "You where the same guy propping my other battle"

Mic crazytyga man, i'm part asian

Run the other way screaming "where are you jason"

If it's me that catch you, you're fried

My guy got all the good weed

You other mc's stay on the same page change the chapter please

Me and my family, my friends, nigga we ride for you always

The tables are turned i can't take this

In the cold street,where the bad guy is

Take a couple bits, bitch kibbles, bitch i gotta riddle

Bite his right ear lobe, but the other guy got his pistol.

Three j's took me this high

Every other guy

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

I should end up my battle sending you to coddle the cattle

Instead of stepping out the box where other niggas will try to get rid of you / sheesh

Doin twenty to life in san quentingettin calls from my nigga mike tyson, ain't nuttin nice