This is a song about "Your in my shado"

King of the club, i bet you can’t top

My rhymes get you lost like your in a fog

Put my foot in your casket

As deep as dawson's creek and shit

I'm hopped up on it, it won't go away

Your love in my chest, why was i thinking this way?

Lyrically put my hand in your head and then jettison your skeleton

Get your revenue popping before you ever do talk on them

Banker banker, dealership, and the rim shop

Catch your mom in my home, with my cock,

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

Keep your confident. never trip or fall you always stand tall in my life and in my

We came.. way too far pretty baby

Your in my arms right next to me,

For all the killas and the 100 dollar hoes

Got your girl in my lambo, she likes it, she knows