This is a song about "Your guy"

You can pick apart my raps, i ain’t told ya na’ lie

If you wanna kill 'em one-by-one,i'm your guy

Now we making up like a bullshit lie

Even passing out that eminem guy

Your dumb ass chose the wrong guy,now you ugly betty

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

Weighin 165 and these tricks should die

Trying to become i.t guy

Slowly realizing im that guy

If you don't give a fuck, put your hands up high

Hear the rambling in the sky

Every other guy

He's in it for the sportrunnin circles round his

See your that kinda guy that disses but freezes

Tears that our fore fathers cry

Cars are passing by, guy