This is a song about "Your gf"

School cyphersi was too nicer

Your on fire.. your on fire

Sethered your spine, your movement lines

Niggas from where i'm from they don't fuck with fights

Where's your wealth? where's your fame?

I was so sincere like nas first name

And you ain't gettin' it, 'til you start payin' jewels

That's your soul along with your principles and your morals

Bitch get hit with my ciroc-a vodka chopper

Conjure your fears kill your parents become your foster

Ill cut your thtroat, chop your head and pluck out your eyes,

Pussy and patron that's some great advice

Got a killer flow from the llama

Leave your running to your mamma,