This is a song about "Your their for me"

From hollywood to the hood

Don't fuck with me, its for your own good

They judge you for your life style while they drink away their problems at the bar

Maybe it's the way the played it in my hearti knew one day i gotta be a star

T.i. literally wanted to shoot up the charts

For you to hold me in your strong arms

Stay with me for too long and your teeth will decay

Whoa, umm, it seems you had a lot to say

Witness me strapped with macs, knew i wouldn't play thatall you old rappers trying to advance

Cos their mummies and their daddies left a foutune for their little craps

Your lyrics got me reaching for some asshole itching cream.

Be my little pill and just creep into my blood stream