This is a song about "Your wrong"

Cuz when your rapping nothing can go wrong

We buy out stores till its all too gone

If you think your a rap god then your damn wrong

Send him the voicemail cause we all the way gone

Then scoop up the wrong head to wash your skin flute

Banging out niggas with attitude

I think you're wrong, your words are impotent

And you don't wanna go to clubs no more and

I done your mom whats wrong you just found out she can suck a dong?

Me and juan ensurin' you that your slut daughters gone

And if you think your grade is a its the wrong answer

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for

So i’m warning , don’t you love me for too long

Your pride is sticking to you there is no right or wrong

Your real friend won't do you wrong

Now that you’re gone, gone, gone