This is a song about "Your moma"

That i will leave earth with her

Your on fire.. your on fire

Swear a niggas draws be on some stupid neiman marcus shit

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

My gun your scars, your wrist your calls

They say the money talks and bullshit walks

Blood stain, your slain, your brain

So much to say a scrabble game

I'll be your companion ,your friend and your guide

I know your man ain't lovin you right

Your on fire.. your on fire

But that's what he liked her

Your just signing your death so mind your threats

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