This is a song about "Zain thinking he s cool"

I give up my light like an interracial couple wit a child

Like ima stop thinking that he's blind cause he don't recognize the grind

And he gotta fresh twist cause he cool with my bitch

Hop off my dick and make a fucking sandwich

Who walks down the strees thinking its cool to sag

Last straw, fuck that, i'm who broke the camel's back

I don't toot my own horn but i'm a cold train

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

But everybody is a g with the weed in them

Any one who says he s wack i attack with these raps n

Gucci & nike, that’s what i call an option

Thinking he could beat me, his bean sized little mind made him

Keep wifey in la perla and don't you ask her what that tori cost

And ll cool j i always respected what he got to say always brought

I shoot you and kill ya homie, with the same damn nine

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.