This is a song about "Your dumbness"

Your not a thug but your a bitch

Trigger being pulled, niggers in a ditch

So i guess that's where i hide my things

Fuck your cars, fuck your feelings.

Laylow your a fail, your flows stale,

But i come on the weekends, pablo jail

All we need is convienient love

Freezing your nose, your eyes, your corneas,

Your our provider

Just to let you know, you are

Your eyes it's my paradise, your

You ain't gotta hit the club no more

Trapped in your ego and lost your personality,

Prolly cause them niggas wasn't near me, clearly