This is a song about "Your the one"

Chose the wrong one and that's why your loosing

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Wanna be the one whose gon fight away all your tears.

Blewin' some reefer in my zone like a 2-3 defense

I'm satan's disciple, your the one helping granny cross the road!

Your album sound like some shit a fake wiz khalifa papa wrote

The one in your nightmares that chum who never fights fare

Everybody put three fingers in the air

They say i'm the one that's in all your nightmares and dreams

They want me unemployed, until i hit the streets

Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense

Call nine-one-one, cause i left your head for the feds

My shit is mean,but the you're the one who wanted to battle now keep your

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

You're the one sitting back and still applying your sun lotion

Once the police get to cuffing, bet his homie deceive him