This is a song about "Your gir"

Then the world ain't no trick no more

Your eyes it's my paradise, your

I'm with your girlfriend eating chips

Fuck your bars, fuck your demons,

Life is a bitch so a g can't sweat her

Your on fire.. your on fire

Of your image, your touch, your laugh

Why a black nigga take ass over class

Blood stain, your slain, your brain

Searching for fortune and fame

Im coming threw your hood taking your soverigns and your chain

Before i get to t.i.a. i'm sure to make her rain

Your lyres are cheat so hold your pen open your book-let

Swallow the cinnamon, i'mma scribble this sin and shit