This is a song about "Youre still the one"

And you down, hold it down for my nigga them

Youre witnessing the 6th deadly venom

Now youre outlined in chalk upon the side walk

It's ill-advised giving hours to another broad

Ironically,im the world that youre talking about

Leaning off the actavis, passing blunts round and round

You listenin' to her is leaving you with empty nights

Shit, i'm still number one on the podium for ill rhymes

Do i condone it or is this some kind of small talk

Get the fuck off,youre more corward than i thought

You can still see heaven but not the one for a g

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

Weight stand out like pimples and cold-sore lips

Youre not ready,still casting your bullets

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

Now youre living opposite to the position youd be living