This is a song about "Your not alonr"

Your supposed to be improving, not confusing,

You know that love is a very serious thing

And then along came the wrong man for her

And i'm not your average rapper

I say i’m wrong, you say come again

You're not usin' your brain

Black on black nikes that represent the lifeless lives

Youre not ready,still casting your bullets

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

Let me attract your attention that you're ''singing'' not rapping, not rapping

Then push the milk on a slow bend

I may not be your best friend